Don’t read this if you’re offended by bondage, forced sex, humiliation, etc. or any of the other nasty kinky stuff in this story. It was darker out that usual, since it was the night of the new moon. She shouldn’t have been walking alone, not at night. It’s a small town, but not that small.
!!! This story was written as an adult fantasy. !!! It was just after midnight when I let the guys in through the back door. They all wore nondescript cloths and ski masks to conceal their identities because my Mom had met them all at one time or another. They tied my hands loosely behind
It all began one night near the end of my junior year in high school. Our school was predominantly Hispanic and I was in the minority being white. I was fairly popular at school, but I was nothing compared to my friend Tanya. She was a senior, and she was easily the best looking, and
Rod and Angie had been married seven years. They had been struggling financially the entire seven years as Rod had worked two and sometimes three jobs trying to accumulate enough money to start an auto repair shop. Everyone came to him when they had car problems and were happy to pay him to fix their
I have always been a cross dresser and enjoyed it. Maybe it was too much at times. I some how let the guys go too far with me. That is a different story. When I got married I put all my special clothes in the basement and lived a normal life. One day I was
My wife, Beth has a problem, she just can’t say no. If her boss wants someone to come in on the weekend he calls Beth. If he wants his dry cleaning picked up and brought out to his house two counties away he calls Beth. Her boss likes to entertain from time to time so
Veronica glanced at the rearview mirror to check her appearance. At 35 she knew she was still very attractive. She had kept herself in shape, running and dieting. She weighed just over 120 pounds, with large 38D breast that were very firm with no sag at all. That was why her husband, Mike, wanted to
I recently saw on the news that Moses N’Komo had died in his luxury villa on the shores of Lake Lugarno. He had lived in Switzerland for many years, ever since he fled the African Republic of Malindi where he had been President. N’Komo was born the son of a tribal chief, in the days
Alicia woke by degrees. Nudged first into basic awareness by her inability to turn over onto her stomach. Soft snores, not her own, invaded her consciousness next. She didn’t remember, what? Her lack of memory was the final impetus to full consciousness. Eyes open. Alicia lifted her head and surveyed the room. Same basic scheme