Resale Shop

Author's Note: Feedback is always welcome, as are story ideas and possibly requests. Chapter One The creaky uneven wood floors make a staccato counterpoint to the click of her heels as she crossed the room. Dim shadows and whispers of passing cars on the snow-covered street add to the feeling of being alone and helpless. A few hours ago several customers had sorted through the racks of second hand clothing, but the doors were locked now and the old building had only one inhabitant. ...

Return to Sender

Frank had been mystified by the phone call. He had not heard from Donna for nearly a year since they had split up and here she was cooing down the phone at him, asking him to call round. Weird! They had had a tempestuous relationship. Donna was a demanding person in more senses of the word than one and Frank had finally been thrown out on his ear, with his suitcase of possessions not far behind, when Donna had found out about his little friendship with a girlfriend of Donna’s. So this sudden proffering of friendship made Frank a little suspicious. Still, what the hell, he got a hard-on just thinking about Donna. She was a sexy little minx and she milked a man something wicked. ...

Revenge Gone Wrong

Author's Note: A young woman tries to take revenge for being bullied at work. Thanks to Mrhungry for proof reading and editing this story. And for his help in improving my writing. As with all writers I thrive on feedback so please comment and let me know what you think, good or bad, but if you don’t like it please let me know why. I also welcome E-mails at [email protected] I will always answer. ...

Rita: A Different Kind of Pleasure

Author's Note: This is a multi-part story starring Rita - a young woman leaving home and coming to a big city alone. Being shy and somehow introvert, she still enjoys sexual activities, but mostly on her own. Her life takes a huge change when she runs across the newest innovation of the fetish sex-toy industry - a device that promises a different kind of pleasure… Chapter 1 I had always been a rather shy girl. My parents tended to be very protective, most likely because I was their only child. I was also said to be calm and well-behaving. Being of very slim build and slightly pale skin I did not attract too much attention: not from my classmates, friends or teachers. We lived in a small town and our house was on the countryside. My father had a good job and money was never a problem. I had my own room, but since my mother was at home most of the time I did not really have a lot of privacy. When my sexuality started to develop and I found out about masturbation I had to be very careful not to be surprised by her. She had a habit of coming into my room without knocking and bringing some clothes or whatever. This led to some situations where I was nearly caught in an embarrassing situation. ...

Road Trip

Author’s note: This story may be continued. If you would like to see more post a comment saying so, and don’t forget to rate! Capture He had with him only the essentials. There would be more time for fun once they reached Mexico. Duct tape, rope, four gags, a few odd toys, including four rabbit vibes that were 10 inches in length and 2 inches in diameter complete with 36 hour batteries. With that, he had all he needed for the drive down. The four girls, he knew, were on a road trip from California to Mexico. Little did they know they’d be getting across the border sooner than they’d thought. The foursome should all be knocked out by now, assuming they drank the spiked champagne he’d had delivered to the hotel under the name of Carmen’s boyfriend. ...

Road Trip Tease

Jackie and I had made plans to go to Amish country for the weekend together. We had dated several times and been intimate. We talked a great deal about our mutual love for bondage but had only used handcuffs a couple of times. Nothing heavy. I had booked a resort hotel in the country. Very beautiful in the fall of the year. Lots of culture, scenery and a relaxing atmosphere. We were leaving from work at noon on Thursday. I drove her to work to save the hassle of 2 cars. She left her quite large and heavy suitcase in my car. As we departed I reminded her of my challenge to her. You will set the mood of the weekend with your outfit for the trip I reminded her as I kissed her at the door of her office. Don’t worry I’ve got it covered she replied and we separated. All morning long I was very tempted to go out to the car and peek in that huge suitcase of hers but resisted. ...

Rocky

Author's Note: : This is a story about a woman who buys one of these early-model male sex robots, before all the kinks in its artificial intelligence have been ironed out. I tried to make everything physically possible with the current hardware technology, but I surely took some liberties with the limits of the current AI software technology. Thanks as always to Bethany (Handcuffgirl) for editing. A New Jersey company says it has developed “the world’s first sex robot,” a life-size rubber doll that’s designed to engage the owner with conversation rather than lifelike movement. -Huffington Post, January 10, 2010 ...

Roped In For The Weekend

Author's Note: This is my first attempt at posting a story so any constructive suggestions are welcomed. It’s about a fantasy of mine. Names have been changed to protect the guilty! _Update (2013/05/19):* Sorry for the long delay between updates. Please let me know what you think of the story by either leaving a comment or sending me an e-mail. Gabriella* Chapter 1 My field of view was dominated by a cock. It was a quite magnificent one, of a size that would fill me to my limit. I’d been in a bit of dry spell in terms of lovers and hadn’t seen a real penis in ages. The skin on the head was stretched tightly at the end of an erection. Veins stood out along the pink skin of the shaft. The whole penis wavered slightly in front of my face as if probing for my mouth. I wanted to reach up, wrap my hand around the thick rod and stroke it gently while guiding it into my parted lips. But thick coils of tightly tied ropes pinioning my arms securely behind my back prevented this. The bindings had been put there by Ingrid, my room mate from university days. ...

Rubber Doll

Author's Note: This story is fantasy but is based in part upon various personal experiences. I open my eyes in the small hotel bedroom and everything seems the same as usual. But then the events of last night flood back into memory and I realise how drastically my world has changed. Yesterday I was a fairly average straight guy (okay, I liked to dress as a sexy woman now and again, and I’ve always enjoyed bondage, but nothing too kinky); today I don’t know what I am! I admit that I have on occasion wondered if I might be bisexual, but hadn’t put it to the test before last night! ...

Running Free

Author's Note: Just a little fantasy of my own… Part 1 - Running Free My morning chore today was to clean the bathroom, which I don’t think has ever been cleaned before today. It was taking me forever to finish scrubbing the stains off the floor. Yet, I managed to turn the toilet white again, scrubbed the soap residue from the tub walls, and removed the hair out of the sink. That’s when it happened. While standing at the sink, I saw my face in the mirror. I have not seen my reflection in so long, and I was in shock of how sickly I looked. My hair was so thin, probably from all the pulling and yanking. I must have lost over 40 pounds, and my skin was so pale and flushed. I was in shock because this is not the face that I remember. ...