Domination/submission

I had just gotten off work, it was Friday night and I could not wait to get home and relax for the weekend. I hopped into my old Honda and started my 40-minute drive home. I was maybe halfway home when I was started by the car behind me honking. I look toward the car as it pulled into the lane beside me. I could see a man in the window motioning for me to pull over. Oh dear I thought, something must be wrong with my car! I had been intermittently hearing an odd sound from it. The driver next...

This is a fictional story, but the characters are real people. In this story, Melinda is my next door neighbor. In reality, Melinda is a young woman who writes and reads stories on xnxx. So, the events of this story are fictional, but the story is written for and about a real person, Melinda. My name is Ray, I'm a man in my early 40's and my wife Ann is a sexy woman. Ann is 5'8” tall, 130 lbs., brown hair, blues eyes, small perky breasts and she has an ass to die for. Ann and I have been married for...

Part 1, if you like it, Ill write part 2 :) Looking back I can see that I was conditioned for this life, in fact the word trained comes to mind. I grew up in a very loving home, very protective and very controlling. I was never allowed to dress trendy or like a teenager, I was always dressed by my nanny as if I was still a child. I was most certainly never allowed to spend the night out, even for slumber parties. When I would ask why I was different, my parents would simply say I was being raised...

My pen-name is Rachael Wright, and I love sexual fantasies. I began enjoying them when I was teen, and I married a man who learned to enjoy them with me. Eventually I started jotting down the ideas so that I could put a favorite fantasy aside for awhile, knowing that I’d be able to come back to it again later. Then my cousin (pen-name Anne Wright) wrote a sex-advice book that included an explanation of why sexual fantasy isn’t the same thing as lust. I got involved in that book by proof-reading and making suggestions, and to my surprise, Anne decided...

(Sory for my broken english, it is not my first language) this story is for thoses who like the old-young type of gay sex stories and YES, it is a true story. I would not call this the second part of my first story but it is in some kind still related to it, well to what hapened after the first story hapened. Some of you might have allready have read my previous story, it was about my first glory hole experience where I ended up sucking a much older men's cock nice and sweet and loved it even more that...

[b]It was late at night, I was soo pissed off from Jeff (my boyfriend), so I just got into my car and stormed out of the house, I did not know where to go or anything I just wanted to get away from all that crap he is. I was over 100 m/hour and I was listening to some country music when I spotted the siren from the police motorcycle behind me flashing for me to stop. I pulled over on the road side, and the police officer walked toward me, when the police officer were at my window I was...

Blaring music woke Silk up later. What a noise she thought to herself, such a change from the soft sensual music from the night before. She reached up and noting the time, turned off the radio. She then rolled over and found that Michael was still sleeping. Thinking it would please him greatly; she pushed him on to his back and scooted down under the covers. Once there she proceeded to orally excite him. She felt him began to stir as she massaged him with her mouth and tongue. As she took him deeper his hands found her neck and shoulders...

Captive Co-eds and Librarians First of all, thank you so much for reading my stories and giving them such high marks. I am so gratified to have you like my work. It might help to understand this story if you have already read my other stories—all dealing with human trafficking. If you enjoy these stories, please give me high marks. I’m new at this kind of thing, but I would love for you to leave comments of what you would like to read and how I can improve my writing. I’m just a lonely girl with big natural boobs, who fantasizes...

For those who have not read Parts 1 – 3, I am a young boy, adopted by his Aunt and Companion, who now is used by then and two wet-nurses as their sex toy. Now read on . . On this particular morning, Maria wandered into the bedroom just as my aunt had straddled me for a ‘morning ride’. I was plugged into Sandra’s breast, drawing off large quantities of warm milk, as Maria came to stand over me. I looked straight up the length of her dark thighs into her cunt. The pink slash of her inner lips were clearly...

Life went on like that for almost the entire 5 years. It was amazing how much it was the same from day to day. I serviced the Bemertons sexually in addition to my housework, was punished for a (very) few trangressions, and reaffirmed to Mr. Coleman and Mrs. Camden on a monthly basis that I was still worthy of keeping my job. I became great friends with Janet during my first three months there, and then it was time for her to leave. The last day she was there I saw her turn from a healthy, able woman into a dejected...