Author: cybraya

Valerie [F] [BDSM] [exh] [mast] [sm]

[Note: The main character is based off of a real person I met at a kinkster munch once! However, everything in this story is OC and fictional, including the name. I’ve only written this so far, but I’d like to gauge interest before writing more. Let me know what you think!]

Valerie clutched her stomach as it gave a deep rumble. She sighed and looked up and around from her old, bulky laptop in vain, knowing she was once again out of ramen. She didn’t think she could stomach another bowl of the salty, squishy noodles anyway. Her body really needed something substantial, but her thin budget—recently raped from paying for the upcoming semester’s tuition and rent for her shitty couch space—considerably limited her options. She sank back into the frayed green couch and hoped the hunger pangs would subside.

About half of the time, they would go away if she could distract herself well enough, either by watching a movie or finding something interesting to research on the net. What always worked, however, was finding some other, stronger physical stimulation. Read more »

The Red Lock Hostel – Complete [M+F] [anal] [humil] [cons nc] [fantasy]

Note: Originally posted this in parts, save for the final chapter. For those of you who have already read parts 1-3, ** indicates the beginning of part 4. I decided to remove the separations entirely.
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The Red Lock Hostel just opened the weekend I came to Tucson. It’s located pretty out of the way from the main part of town, but still accessible by bus. The hostel took my breath away when I approached and saw it was a recently restored two-story Victorian mansion with a tower. Once checked-in, the Host put on a cheesy grin and informed me that the hostel was haunted and to please stay clear of the door to the tower, which I would recognize from the red lock fastened to it. As a mischievous grin spread across his pale face, he slipped me a piece of paper with his phone number on it and said, “Don’t hesitate to call if you need…assistance.” His eyes drifted downward, following my shape.

I blushed compulsively and felt blood rush to certain parts of my body in a way that was only natural. The primal reaction quickly returned to sensibility; I was of half a mind to take my business elsewhere, but I merely glowered and made a note to crucify the Host in my online review of the hostel. Read more »

The Red Lock Hostel – A Ghost Story, Part 3 of 4 [Str8] [ghost] [fantasy] [anal] [M+F]

See comments for parts 1 and 2.
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The next morning, Bill and Eric were gone! I remembered them falling asleep with me, but I did not recall them leaving my bed. I got out of bed and put on my slippers and some sweatpants, since I had nothing on but my camisole from the night before. I looked around and saw their beds were made and their bags were gone. Could it have all been a dream?

I turned to the window and saw rain downpouring with big, heavy raindrops battering the glass. Feeling awfully forlorn upon realising the weather made for a poor day to explore and about my missing fun buddies, I took a stroll through the house and found myself at the front desk. The host was there working on something; he looked up at me and gave a charming smile, “Did you sleep well miss?”

I nodded and gave a shy smile in return. He was quite attractive, with his smile, strong jaw, and dark eyes. He had short, spikey black hair and was tall and thin, but still muscular. He just wasn’t big and burly like the other two guys I fucked last night–thinking about that image made my cheeks flush and the host seemed to notice. “Is there…something you need, miss?” His voice was deep yet airy, an odd combination. Read more »

The Red Lock Hostel – A Ghost Story, Part 2 [MMF]

[See comments for Part 1]

“Oh fuck, Eric. Looks like she regretted not joining us after all!” said the black-haired roommate, Bill, to the other. The blonde, Eric, chuckled and circled around my bunk to get a look at me from the side. It took me a moment to realize I could move again. I scrambled around and wrapped myself in my blanket, feeling insanely embarrassed and unsure of how to handle myself.

Eric sat down on my bed next to me and put his arm around me, “Hey now,” he said as the electric current poured from his fingers and traveled down by entire body. “There’s no need to be shy, little lass. It looks like you have some needs, and my friend Bill and I here…are happy to help.” He smiled genuinely as if to give some reassurance, but clearly his intentions were far from innocent.

My silence seemed to give me away, as a mischievous light flashed before Eric’s eyes and he slowly reached out for my neck with a large, strong hand. A heat wave crashed over me when he grabbed me, for he was actually solid and I could see the strength behind his actions. He pushed me slightly down onto the bed, and I complied. He started making out with my little neck and whispered in my ear, “Yes?” Read more »

The Red Lock Hostel Part 1 [Str8, Ghost, fantasy, reluc, mast, anal]

The Red Lock Hostel just opened the weekend I came to Tucson. It’s located pretty out of the way from the main part of town, but still accessible by bus. The hostel took my breath away when I approached and saw it was a recently restored two-story Victorian mansion with a tower. Once checked-in, the Host put on a cheesy grin and informed me that the hostel was haunted and to please stay clear of the door to the tower, which I would recognize from the red lock fastened to it. As a mischievous grin spread across his pale face, he slipped me a piece of paper with his phone number on it and said, “Don’t hesitate to call if you need…assistance.” His eyes drifted downward, following my shape.

I blushed compulsively and felt blood rush to certain parts of my body in a way that was only natural. The primal reaction quickly returned to sensibility; I was of half a mind to take my business elsewhere, but I merely glowered and made a note to crucify the Host in my online review of the hostel. Read more »