Cycle of Abuse

Author's Note:You don’t need trigger warnings. We both know why you’re here. So just hate it or love it. The choice is yours, but feel free to comment. I’ll take all feedback into consideration in possible future stories. And sure, English isn’t my first or second language, so there might be some grammatical errors.* Maria and Hanna It was a stylish apartment. There was a small entrance, a combined kitchen and living room and a large bedroom facing a quiet backyard. Everything looked modern with the exception of a few kitchy cups on the shelf, from which one could tell that the occupant was female. ...

Cynthia

Author's Note: Another one I did years ago - enjoy! Cynthia shifted in her car seat uncomfortably. Weeks before, she had discovered a new diversion called “pony girls”, and had become fascinated by the concept. Her marriage was increasingly boring and she needed new experiences. For several years now she had surreptitiously explored her wilder side, without her dullard husband being any the wiser. Had he known what she had been up to on his out of town trips, he would have divorced her in a heartbeat. Fortunately, she had managed to keep her experimental phase a complete secret from him, and had enjoyed one affair after another. She was a well known fixture in the shadier parts of the city, even going so far as to take on the role of prostitute for a day just for kicks. ...

Dance With Me Baby

This is a work of fiction. The author in no way condones or promotes any activity that is not entirely consensual! Dedicated to Bagheera and Rikki. Chapter 1 – The Take Down A few weeks ago it had got to the point where Stephanie and Kathy, long time best friends and partners for the last few years, just dreaded going in to work. The Pink Panther nightclub featured exotic dancers and had given them a very good living with a circle of regular customers enjoying Stephanie’s statuesque figure with her curves in all the right places topped with a mane of blonde tresses. ...

Danielle's Revenge

Author's Note: Enjoy! It was the middle of July and Danielle was dripping with sweat, having just finished scraping off the grill at her crappy fast food job. The air conditioner had been broken since noon and all she wanted to do was get out of there before her bitchy boss got back from break and gave her something else to do. Just as she was about to clock out, her boss Maddie came up to her and said “I don’t think so sweetie. Before you punch out you need to clean the bathroom. Somebody pissed all over the floor in there and it’s disgusting.” Danielle rolled her eyes and said “I was supposed to be off 30 minutes ago” ...

Delicious Restraint

Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who is enjoying my adventures thus far! I. Another New Purchase It had been a few weeks since I had been to the bookstore. Sure, I had thought about going back, and indeed I did have a reason to go back (another item to purchase and test). But it had been so long I thought that Miss might think I chickened out, or lost interest. Would there be some sort of repercussion for not keeping with the seemingly weekly visit? Should there be? Would it even matter? To many variables, just go in and get on with it! ...

Desert: Meeting

Author's Note: This is the first erotic story I have submitted. Please feel free to send any feedback. Enjoy! Chapter 1 Jennifer woke slowly. Her memory of the night before slowly flooded in as she lifted her head. The general of some army buying her drink merged with the face of her friend as she waited for her to get off work. The throbbing in her head threatened to cause her to throw up. Her senses began feeding her information about her current state slowly. ...

Diaries of Slave Sarah

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 ...

Dickie and the Night Visitor

Author's Note: I published this a few years ago on another site. I don’t recall where or if the site is still up. I hope that is OK. Chapter 1 “.. but you will spend the rest of your life as a plaything for me and my friends. Now open your mouth I need to…” CLICK “What was that?” Dickie Johnson’s head popped up off the pillow leaving his favorite fantasy behind. Had he just heard a noise? It sounded like a key in his apartment’s door’s lock. Dickie would have gotten up to investigate but he was tied down pretty good. His feet were locked in cuffs, and spread apart with a 24 inch bar. The bar itself was tied in a very tight complex knot to the base of his bed frame. It would take a lot of maneuvering to get into position to untie that knot. Once he did that he would have to get off the bed with the spreader bar still in place and find the key to the cuffs. He had mixed the lock’s key with a few dozen others and then spread keys all over the apartment. He had no idea where the right one was. ...

Dispatchment Week

Author's Note: In a female dominated world, a male is sentenced to hang after a week of punishments. Chapter 1 The women cheered as he was led from the court on all fours, leashed and naked, whipped as he went by his smiling captors eager to ensure his first punishment. The women stood to applaud the judge, now standing, in her black silk gown; the haughty woman’s nipples erect with the excitement of the day, she bowed smiling, still wearing the black silk cap with which she had heralded the death sentence. She was sticky with arousal and would masturbate long and hard as she reminisced on the look on the male’s face as sentence was passed, passed by her, indulgent in her supreme power over the male whom she knew would have gained a healthy erection on hearing her decide his fate. Whether involuntary or not ,the hapless male knew he would be made to be erect many times over the next week before his member would inevitably be taken as a trophy on the final day. As was her privilege in her position amongst the women who ruled her world, she would receive the first copy of justice being served upon the male, recorded throughout his Dispatchment Week, approved by her, then sold to the masses of eager women; the misery, humiliation and despatch of the male helping to boost the economy of this world of feminine superiority. ...

Dobsons Choice

Author's Note: I am experimenting again. Sorry, usual slow stuff I’m afraid. This time trying a two-part tale using some characters from my ‘Such a nice kind lady’ story. Sort of a carry on from that but as a stand-alone tale. Starts with an abbreviated clip from that story for main characters descriptions. Part one. ‘Sonia was that sort of person. Always the driver never a passenger. Tall, muscular, blond crop headed and not noticeably very feminine. Dressed as usual in scuffed cowboy boots, faded jeans and a lumberjack style shirt with the sleeves rolled up. She gave the casual greeting without removing the gum that she chewed incessantly. Sonia jumped down from the van and walked around to the rear. Her partner in crime, Tracey exited the other door and joined her. Tracy was the exact opposite of her driver. A head shorter, long dark wavy hair, pretty face and a ready smile, fashionable ultra-tight ripped jeans and a short-sleeved crop top that revealed she must work out a lot judging by her arm muscles.’ ...