Watersports

Author's Note: This is another quick burst of my fantasy, intended to get me back into the mood of writing. I’d love to hear any constructive criticism, as well as any ideas for future sequels or even separate stories. He heard a splashing sound deep down in his head, which told him that he’d been lowered into the water, or rather dropped into it. The sensation was strange, he was floating for sure, he felt it, but he didn’t get wet; he didn’t feel the water on his skin. He of course was well aware of the latex layer between his skin and the water, but that didn’t prevent his brain from getting confused and playing tricks on him. ...

Author's Note: This is my conclusion to Dr. Saavik’s unfinished story “Group XS” (written with his consent). Catherine’s friends and family have been taken by Group XS, and now she finds herself falling deeper and deeper into their web as they seek to exact their revenge. Introduction One of my favorite stories of all time is the unfinished ‘Group XS’ by Saavik. The following story seeks to bring that work to its satisfying conclusion. Here’s a summary to help catch you up: ...

Author's Note: Here is a two part story I wrote sometime back over on Fetlife, I decided that I would put both together to really make one complete story. I have included my original titles and just renamed the story so it has a bit of a flow to it. I have read it over many times myself and think I have found all my thrus and through so if I missed one sorry for that. It seems it’s my one crutch when composing a story. So I hope you enjoy Tara’s story… ...

Author's Note: A young man’s encounter with a violent situation leads to a lifelong hobby. The beginning of a plan It all started with a trip to visit an elderly colleague with whom I had worked for a few years. He lived by himself at the far end of rural dirt road, which was little more than just a track through the woods. Turning into his gate, I noticed an old extended cab pickup parked beside the house with at least two persons inside. But that fact was ignored immediately as I exited my vehicle and heard definite cries of pain coming from the other side of the house. ...

Author's Note: A young biker, not completely on the right side of the law, finds an unbelievable situation in the wheatfields of Kansas. “Some people worry about The End of the Dream. All I cared about was the Dream of the End.” Anonymous - WWII concentration camp survivor. I had been an outdoors type all my life. Given any set of mountains or wilderness, I could survive most comfortably with just a knife as a tool. Some of that was learned in childhood in the wilds of West Virginia, the rest with the Special Forces in the US Army. ...

Part 1 Recently I’d been in contact with a woman who runs a fairly popular femdom video site. She had advertised that private sessions with her were available at a negotiated price and after several messages back and forth we came to an agreement on a two hour session. I’d always enjoyed the videos she had posted, and I always found myself watching the same one over and over again. It was one of the more humiliating videos for a slave that I could remember watching, and it always got me hard as a rock. ...

Author's Note: A young woman and her ‘man’ spend their first Christmas Eve together As she settled into the backseat of the cab for her ride home, after sharing some after work Christmas Eve drinks with some of her female coworkers, Danielle felt a touch of anxiety. This was a distinctly rare occurrence for this usually very self assured young woman. But this would be the first Christmas Eve that she would be spending with Reed, since they had moved in together ten months earlier, and she didn’t quite know how to react. After a surprising number of gentle pleadings on his part, in a moment of unusual weakness, she had finally acquiesced in allowing him to decorate the apartment in a holiday spirit, and then prepare a sumptuous Christmas Eve feast for them. She had been adamant, however, that any and all such preparations would be limited to this one day, so Reed had taken the whole day off from work, to be able to get everything prepared for his special celebration. ...

Author's Note: A 6 part series about a young man who expands his hobby into a lifelong career and makes a fortune with it. Chapter 1 - The Mountaintop My new guest was due any time. I insisted on a strict timetable, so that two clients never saw each other. Discretion was at the top of my guaranteed services. She had just five minutes left to get here, or I would push the button that would close the electric gate. If that happened then she would have to explain, by secure email, just why she was tardy, then accept a reschedule. Fortunately, that would not be the case here - on the security monitor, I saw a car pull into the driveway and start up the steep hill - that had to be her. ...

Author's Note: Based on an original drawing by Augustine. Part 1 “Hey, sis.” “Cody!” The dark-haired girl shouted upon opening the front door. She grabbed the young man standing outside and pulled him to her. The embrace lasted a full minute before the two separated, the woman’s hands remaining on the boy’s shoulders. “God, let me look at you. It’s been so long.” She looked him up and down, taking in every inch of the brother she hadn’t seen in almost a year. ...

Author's Note: I do not condone slavery this story all comes from a fantasy in my head. Karen and her sister Laura were going on holiday to Mexico. They both worked as nurses and shared a flat together. They didn’t have a lot of friends and were happy with each other’s company. Karen was the older of the two at 26 and was a well-built brunette while Laura at 18 was a petite blonde. Karen usually made all the decisions. The two sisters had stopped at a hotel for the night before driving to the airport the next morning. It was quite run down and the clerk made the sisters uneasy. Karen was dressed in jeans and a tank top and Laura was in a short dress. ...