Toys

Author's Note: Katie moves in with her dad after mom passes away form cancer, Once there she realizes her new family does not like her and when dad leaves she finds herself in deep trouble with her step sisters and their boyfriends Chapter 1 Katie hated that she had to leave all her friends in the city and move half way across the country. After her mother passed away from cancer there was no one to care for her in the city. The divorce had taken its toll on both her mom and dad. He moved to Kansas and she stayed in Washington D.C. He started a dog breeding farm and was doing quite well, not to mention he had remarried and had two step-daughters from it while her mom was living on welfare dying from cancer. Her mom had stayed single not wanting to place Katie in any awkward situations. Well THAT was over now. ...

I am a man. My erect penis pushes against the front of my pants, tenting it out. I want to touch it, to fondle it, to stroke it, to feel the orgasmic rush of semen pulsing down the shaft and exploding in a forceful jet. But I cannot. About the only thing I can do is press myself against her. She is hard and smooth. At least I think it is her, for I cannot see. Yes, it must be her for I hear the rustle of paper. But my penis is numb; it has no feeling. All the feeling is inside me, the sensual tactile pleasures generated by my pushing, by the rocking of my pelvis, by the gentle gyrations of my penis. How should it feel, my penis? Should I feel pleasure in the tip? In the shaft? I do not know. ...

Author's Note: Including an edited chapter one. This story is fiction. Attempting to recreate play based on the story could cause personal injury and should not be attempted. This read may not be for everyone, but I do hope if it’s your cup of tea that you enjoy reading it. This story is dedicated to K.M.M. and J.A.B. for giving me the inspiration to look past the darkness and rediscover my inner light. ...

Author's Note: Marisa’s adventure in self-bondage goes terribly wrong. “AARRRGGGGH.” “OOOOMMMPPPHH” “WHEW.” “OH MY GOD! WHAT HAVE I DONE TO MYSELF?” The groans and exclamations and questions all went unheard, even by the beautiful woman bound to the bench inside the underground bunker. The sounds were her first in more than 5 hours, except for the ragged breathing and steady slurping sounds brought on by the huge artificial cock that had been thrusting deep in and out of throat. Her pussy and ass felt strangely empty as equally large mechanical cocks withdrew for her rest period, however long or short that might be. ...

Author's Note: This is a story based on fantasy, not a reference to any real events. If you do not like to read stories about submissive being dominated then you should read another story. Part 1: Starting Sparrow’s new adventure Submission. I could run away but I won’t. I have been conditioned. I have been trained to obey. I will do whatever He asks. Whatever the price. I will do my best to please Him every time. ...

She slumped against the back seat of the car, sweat staining her skimpy tee-shirt, drool from her mouth packing dropping like fine fish line down her chest. I slapped one of the soft mounds that was the gauze packing over her newly pierced nipple and she arched her back – my buddy at the piercing and tattoo shop had bought the line about this being her idea and not to worry about the gag and ropes, just do her tits and her labia and there’s an extra 100 for him. ...

Temptation Smooth hands slid gently over my quivering body as I was lowered slowly into the soft embrace of silken sheets. They came to rest upon my slender wrists as a set of warm lips travelled unhurriedly from the creamy mounds of my breasts down to the moist warmth of my sex. The mouth paused teasingly and my body shuddered with longing, bending and twisting, trying desperately to re-establish contact with that unknown other… ...

Author's Note: I love reading comments! Hope you all enjoy my first story! Chapter 1 I stood on the corner of the street, looking up into the dimly lit windows of an apartment complex. Mistress Bella had given me strict orders to call her at this exact spot. Nervously, I dialed her phone number. As I waited, I could sense she was watching me. I shivered from the cold air and hugged my trench coat tightly to my body. ...

It was January in Chicago and winter was coming on strong. But it was warm inside “The Heart of Darkness” and it was filled with people trying to forget about the bleak months to come. I was somewhat of an insider there as much as any male sub could be. I had paid my dues by volunteering for clean-up duty on Sundays. I also had had professional visits to some of the resident Dommes so I was kind and was given opportunities some of the other newbies where envious of. On that particular night I was going to be on stage with a popular woman named Mistress Ava. Before the club opened I spent three hours cleaning bathrooms, vacuuming, setting up various play stations and putting out the antiseptic cleaning stuff. Another sub and I were the only ones there until around 7 (the club doors opened at 9) when the organizers and performers started to show up. Most nights it was pretty much a play party but once a month or so they had a show night. This was going to be my first time as part of the show. Yes I was scared a bit. Mistress Ava was not known for her softness. But I am somewhat an exhibitionist when in the kink world, the exact opposite of what I am in the rest of my life where I happily blend into the background. At about 8 Mistress Ava showed up. She pretty much ignored me, I would have expected nothing less, and disappeared into the changing room.. We continued our last minute prep work and a little before opening time I was sent for by Mistress Ava ...

Author's Note: I’m not a native speaker, but I hope the story is understandable. Part 1 - The beginning in the hotel room It had been a sunny day and I was looking forward to the next few hours. I was happy that I could arrange a session with my mistress. We have already met a couple of times and I was always experiencing a strong sensation before we met each other. Privately, I’m living in a stable relationship with my girlfriend. Because of her openness she allows me to live out my chastity and devotion dreams together with my mistress. She accepts it and gives me the freedom to ’enjoy’ my mistress every few months. The only rule, which my girlfriend is setting, is about getting an orgasm. Whenever I meet my mistress, my girlfriend forces me to wear a CB 2000 for at least two weeks before the session and two weeks afterwards. ...