Author's Note: This story is meant to be a sequel to AdultWebOnline also on this site, if you have not read it please do so, this story will make more sense if you do :). Also, this is not the full story, just the first part, I’ll be posting the other parts as I finish them, hoping to have the next part up within a few weeks. Part 1 Sept 14th, 2012 ...
Author's Note: This follows on from my previous story featuring Felicity Rivers. To read or not to read, that is the question. It’s up to you. Deep in the bowels of a sprawling metropolis, eSensual Studios made their millions. On the surface their facilities resembled an unassuming apartment block, but below the busy city streets was another story. Their business was entirely legitimate, of course, but nonetheless it was prudent to conceal their activities from the public eye. Some called it the sex industry; others the porn industry, or the adult industry. None of these titles were entirely true for them, however: not the first, since their operation was frequently about more than simple sex; not the second, because filming models was only part of what they did; and not the last, because their patrons weren’t always adults - at least, not in age, though of course always in physical maturity. No, it was unlikely that a single label could do the company justice. ...
Author's Note: Disclaimer: This is a work of amatory fantasy. Any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading here. If you are a bit squeamish about graphic depictions of sex and bondage, please stop reading here. The author takes no responsibility for those who wish to reenact anything written below. Permission is granted for private use. The author wishes any agencies that wish to publish this work, to please contact him at [email protected]. Or visit his weblog at http://fesselnsfiction.blogspot.com/ . Any comments are gladly accepted and encouraged. ...
Author's Note: This is the first serious bit of fiction writing I have ever done, and as such I am desperately hungry for feedback. You can contact me at [email protected]. Please, tell me what you think. The characters, especially John, have been inspired by personal events, but as I am not so lucky as him please let me know about problems with the authenticity of the bondage, or just tell me your ideas about where I should take the story next. ...
Rhea crawled into her bed after a long night of dancing at Club Yulo. It really wasn’t her scene, but it was her friend’s birthday and that friend had insisted. Rhea hadn’t dressed all that provocatively, but she had received an abundance of male attention all the same. Her D-cup breasts were a lure no matter what she wore, as was her silky-smooth and perfectly-tanned skin. Even when she dressed conservatively, she liked to show off her athletic physique: her toned arms and legs, and the stomach that didn’t make her look scrawny but didn’t have an ounce of excess weight on it. Her close male friends told her that she had a soft and inviting look that was incredibly appealing. ...
Author's Note: This is part 2 of the story I began in “A Model Worker” back in September, and further develops the central characters and themes. It is a darker tale than the first installment, so please check the story codes for what to expect. I plan to write further installments to this story when I can find time. As always constructive criticism always welcomed. Chapter 1: Why Am I Here, And For How Long? ...
Author's Note: I hope everyone enjoys this story. As always I love comments and will try to include them in future installments. For Abagail, today was the best day of the year. As a 28 year old teacher the last day of school before summer vacation meant shopping with her friends, the odd vacation, and a summer away from her divorced husband. Standing in the hallway of her school, children waved good bye to the beloved “Ms. T.” who was wearing a purple collared cotton tank top, jeans, and sketchers covered by a black zip up fleece with the school’s name and logo on it. Despite it being a particularly hot day in the Chicago the summer, the school that Abagail taught at was always frigid so in the school she could almost always be seen adorned in her beloved zip up fleece. ...
Author's Note: Story length 4600+ words. Pleased to receive comments or constructive criticism. Hope you like it. Ellie kicked off her shoes, stripped out of her work clothes and slipped into a dressing gown. She had just got home from work. Later she would have a shower but for the moment she just wanted to relax. It was Friday evening and she was looking forward to having a relaxing weekend. It had been a very busy day at work and she just wanted to switch off. Usually at weekends she would go out with friends but this weekend she was just going to ‘chill’ at home. ...
Author's Note: This story is an elaboration of the trainer chastity in Josh’s story Part 1 Standing at the gate watching our youngest daughter fly off to Europe for, what would be at least 4 years, I wiped away a tear. Looking down at my wife, I could see tears there too. Smiling through her tears, Barbara said, “I think we’ve done a really good job raising our three…one married to a diplomat in Japan, our son teaching physics to the elite students in South Korea, and now Lisa going off to study at the Sorbonne in Paris. That’s a family to be proud of.” ...
Author's Note: A quiet evening at home, listening to music can be relaxing - for some. It had been an arduous and busy week. Hagen lay in the semi-darkness on his Le Corbusier chaise longue and relaxed with a glass of Scottish “water of life”. Most of the living room was shrouded in shadow, with only a small area in front of the fireplace lit by the flickering flames, and there, right in the middle of his field of vision, he had placed Helena. ...