In somewhat of a departure from my usual style, the first part of this story is a long intro, in fact there is no sex of any sort in parts 1 or 2. Part 1 is about a poker game. If you find the poker part uninteresting you can skip over it. Any readers who enjoy Hold'em though, will probably like that part. Do be sure to read the details of the crazy bet at the end however. Regards, Nasty Now on to the story: The following totally fictitious writings and are intended for the sole readership of those of LEGAL AGE. The ADULT ONLY material contained within is also for personal use only where local standards permit scenes of violence and sex. Please do not read further if any of these subjects offend, or if you are not of legal age. This is a work of ... Read More»

i i throught today would be like any other day. i throught wrong master told me not to listen to mistress but he never told her and i didnt want to get in trouble with her or him. my sister was upstairs cleaning her room while my master had me clean the rest of the house. you see mistress julia owns my sister taliya and i, ceres belong to master jon, its hard pleasing them both and trying not to disappoint them. master had lefted for work and mistress julia wasnt far behind him. after an hour i stopped working and run upstairs to taliya.forgetting my chores, i stayed and talked to taliya while she was doing hers. i didnt think time passed so fast, it was nearly noon and mistress would be home first. i run downstairs and tried to get everything in order. as i was ... Read More»

It was Friday night and the big city blues were in full swing. Amidst the swirl of alcohol and misty tobacco I was with a few of the (motley) crew from lower south side getting totally blitzed on cheap vodka and snakebites as we sat listening to the sound of rebellion coming from the Fat Larry jukebox. Call me Joe by the way. At last count I'm 25 going on 40. Looks wise I'm tall, dark but nothing special at all. Anyway, I looked better in the shadows. In the shadows is what I do best these days. Give me a dark corner away from the bright city lights any time. Nothing beats living and riding on the cutting edge of twilight as day turns to dusk. No rules - No responsibility is my motto. Look after number one. Friday night was the night to hang loose with the ... Read More»

I got home late that night. It was a long lecture, I was just tired and glad to be back home. I walked in, put my things down and poured myself a drink. I went upstairs in to my room and put my drink down and jumped onto my bed. I put the TV on and put my feet up. I lived with Jeff, Lucy and Jackie. Jackie and Lucy were lesbians, they were both very attractive but we all understood the situation and were great friends. Jeff was away that Friday and as far as I knew Lucy and Jackie had gone out to the club night everyone else were are at. I decided to take off my jeans and shirt because the house was warm. After a few hours, Id half fallen asleep, I heard drunken girls stumbling through the door. I thought I'd put my jeans on, but then I was tired and lazy and ... Read More»

Lord Elrik didn't even knock on Sir Kern's door. He simply walked right into his chambers that morning. His actions fueled by being upset about seeing zara walking out of his chambers. Sir Kern was startled a bit by his door opening like as it did. "Did you forget something zara?" Sir Kern didn't look up at first and simply assumed that it was zara returning quickly for something. He was further startled to see anger on Lord Elrik's face as he burst through the unlocked door. Lord Elrik looked like a man on a mission and Sir Kern quickly realized that Lord Elrik must have seen zara in the hall leaving his room. He quickly composed himself for the conversation that was sure to come. "I hardly think that Your Lord has forgotten something, ... Read More»

The rain is pouring down outside ... it's been going on for a few days now and everything is soaked and muddy and cold. I open the car door and slam it shut while sprinting the short distance to the video store, trying in vain to stay as dry as possible. My shirt is soaked through, my jeans as well, I sigh and ruffle my short hair with my fingers ... instead of being irritated because I got wet; I smile because I feel refreshed and alive. I take a deep breath and look around the store to see who's in and what DVD I want to get and move to the new release selection. I see you standing there, also recently soaked, and bite my lip while looking at your profile. You are tall with broad shoulders and big fore-arms and hands. I smile to myself and turn my ... Read More»

He wandered the streets of the Rossebuurt, looking for her in the windows. All women seemed available to him, the voluptuary and the waif, the mistress and the slave, the housewife and the teen, but none were her. Nearly despairing, he turned down an alley, catching glimpses of forms moving past a barely-translucent frosted window. As he stopped to watch, one stopped also and stood before him. Her form was distorted by the irregularities of the glass, but he knew it was her and he called out to her. She answered his call, her voice reaching him through a crack that allowed the passage of words alone; no sight, no touch, no taste, no scent, and no sound save their words could pass through the glass. And her words wove a web of surreal lust and desire that told ... Read More»

Bolts of lightning flashed repeatedly throughout the night sky. The storm had been brewing all day and began to unleash its fury some time during the night. Kira awoke with a start and shivered as she pulled the queen-sized feather duvet up and under her chin. With widened eyes she looked towards her bedroom window and watched as the rain pelted hard against its pane. The wind howled and the thunder boomed as if Nature was admonishing her for her recent move to this foreboding metropolis. Kira grew up in the deep south and by the time she was in her early 20's, she'd left its sleepy little confines and moved to Detroit. Detroit was not perhaps the most glamorous of cities but it still offered night life and fantastic shopping. She had seen many ... Read More»

"Hello my sweet slave, Twatiana," said Mistress Calista, entering the Tower Dungeon anteroom. Her slave was in the submissive position. She was naked, kneeling, thighs spread wide, hands on her thighs with her head down to gaze at the floor. "Hello my Mistress, your slave sends you kisses," Twatiana replied. "Yes, thank you my darling, but don't send them, place your kisses on my pussy please." Twatiana crawled to Calista's sweet pussy, knelt and kissed it in homage. "Ahhhh, you do that so well, my sweet," Calista told her. Twatiana purred in delight as she licked and kissed her Mistress's cuntlips. "Please put on these ankle restraints, pet." Twatiana accepted the restraints and attached them to her ... Read More»

She was beautiful. He remembered that being the first thought that occurred to him the very first time he laid eyes on her. She was only two inches shorter than him, if even that and her long, light brown hair framed her face perfectly as it cascaded down around her shoulders. Her body was one that only the most envious would call "full figured" in that sneering tone that was meant to impart some insult, but he simply called her a masterpiece. Sometimes, he could imagine the famous Botticelli painting of the birth of Aphrodite, the Greek goddess of Love, rising from the waves with her face, and feminine endowments that were more generous than even the famed Italian master could have ever envisioned. But it was not her voluptuous body that fixated ... Read More»

Colin looked through the glass partition as Julie bent across her desk to make a connection to her computer. Her skirt rose up high enough for him to catch a glance of her panties and crutch, god she beautifull. Colins mind began to wander, he could see her now without a stitch on, laying across a padded trestle, her body spreadeagled and tied tightly in position. Her sex would be agape and he could just imagine the pink of her inner labia. She would struggle of course but she would just have to endure and like it.It was the cane thing that was the trouble, he could just imagine it landing with the most"stingy" swish-thwapp across her buttocks, she wouldnt like that.As Colin daydreamed his office door burst open, Julie stood there glaring at him, " you pervert, ... Read More»

There appeared a smile on Sarah's face. She was going to meet the man of her dreams!! ... TONIGHT!! How cliché this may seem, Sarah's life is everything but cliché.. and it is going to be even more strange.. and exciting! He had told her to wear her black dress. It's a short Summer dress, with ultra-thin straps and a low back. She felt so sexy in that dress! She was going to wear a small lace thong underneath. She quickly took a shower and shaved her pussy nice and clean. She did not know what was going to happen tonight, but she wanted to be prepared. They had spoken to each other online and on the phone for almost half a year now. It was about time that they were going to meet in real life! Victor really was an amazing guy! He had very remarkable ... Read More»

* * * * * Getting through the afternoon proved far harder than the morning, and I thought the morning was as bad as it could get. My afternoon meeting was normally a quick one, typically only lasting 30 minutes. Not so this time, today it ran for an hour. I knew walking down the hall from my office it was not going to be any fun. Not only was my rear still sore and bruised from the morning whipping, my inner thighs had been severely whipped at lunchtime. I found that my 'pager-balls' as I was starting to think of them were dangling kind of freely inside my fairly loose fitting dress pants, which wasn't entirely unpleasant. That is, except for the fact that it reminded me of the fact that I was literally at the beck and call of my secretary, Gina. All she ... Read More»

The night air was quiet, unstirred by neither man nor beast, only the near silent flapping of delicate wings. Creatures ran through the darkness, feet landing in a silence reserved only for hunters. Among the creatures ran one who was not one of their own in form though she joined them in spirit. Long streaming hair caught in a tight braid whipped around her leather clad form as she ran, dodging trees and pits as if she were one of the four legged beasts that ran on all sides of her body. A howl ripped through the forests, shaking the woman out of her running, making her take stock of the forest around her. A flutter of wings near her ear, a whispered moth’s conversation, a nod on her part barely visible in the darkness. Light was rare, the sliver of a moon ... Read More»

Soft moans fill the room as I sit with my legs drawn up, my chin resting on my knees, lightly rocking back and forth. As I near my orgasm, I suddenly stop. My naked body damp with perspiration, I quietly sit and wait for her to arrive home. Not long after, her footsteps are heard approaching the front door. The sound of her heels making contact with the floor with each step, send shivers throughout my entire body. Picturing her walking towards the door, her long strides, carrying herself so gracefully and not forgetting, with such confidence. I hear the key turn and my body freezes. The door shuts and the room fills with light. My eyes blink rapidly as they adjust to the bright light. In my mind, I am screaming for her to walk over here, the need to see and ... Read More»