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The Laundry Room [Non-Con, foursome]

“And that’s all the time we have for tonight. Join us tomorrow at ten for WXKY’s ten o’clock news” the voice coming from the TV droned. It was just loud enough to register in Jen’s tired and frustrated ears.

Jen struggled to open her eyes as her ears picked up the late news signing off. Her mouth felt really dry so she reached over to the coffee table for her cup, but when she picked it up, it felt empty. A quick little shake of the wrist confirmed it was. She sat up on the couch slowly, flexing her shoulders and feeling the satisfying crack of her back. Running her fingers through her shoulder length hair, red at the moment, but shifting to her natural brown, she wondered if there was any tea left in the refrigerator.

She shuffled her way across the small living room to the small kitchen. The kitchen’s cracked linoleum floor felt clammy and sticky on her bare feet. She found a bit luck in the fridge, there was enough tea left for a small glass. She reminded herself to remind herself to make more in the morning. Read more »

The Master [Noncon, BDSM]

Catherine slowly became aware and tried to open her eyes, but all she could see was dark. Her throat felt dry and scratchy. She mumbled weakly to no one, “Water.” Her body stiffened with surprise when she felt a straw touch her lips.

“Open your lips and drink slowly” a voice said quietly.

Catherine complied willingly. The water was cool and had a slight fruity taste to it, but then it was withdrawn from her lips unexpectedly. Her mouth tried to chase it, but she couldn’t see it or anything else. The water had chased away the dryness in her throat and let her mind clear a bit.

It took only moments for her befuddled mind to realize she was laying down and nude. She could feel cool air on her bare skin and the clammy, stickly feel of vinyl on her back, like a doctors exam bed.

“Where am I?” Catherine asked weakly. Not receiving an answer, Catherine tried to move. Panic set in when she could not move her arms. She could feel thick leather straps holding her arms down. Fear and terror escaped her lips when she could not move her legs. Trapped, strapped to the bed she was laying on, Catherine begged the unseen person who had given her water for help. Read more »

[OC] Kalack Comes Part 2 [SCI-Fi]

Kalack Comes Part 2

Catherine lay on the bed, the part of her mind that needed to resist starting to win the war for control of her body. As she sat up, trying to will her body to move off the bed, she heard the unmistakable sound of the front door opening. Fear gripped her as she could make out soft sounds of movement in the hallway. She turned her head as she caught movement out of the corner of her eye. Mark had moved quickly from the window to the foot of the bed and knelt down with his head bowed, his palms on the floor, waiting.

A glow from the hallway, growing closer, began to chase shadows from the room. Catherine’s fear returned like a tidal wave, freezing her in place as two small creatures entered the room. A strangled cry caught in her throat and her body shook from shock.

Both creatures were nearly identical. Both didn’t appear any taller than an average ten year old. Their skin appeared completely hairless and gray, their large eyes dominated their faces but Catherine noticed neither had a nose, just thin slits. She could not make out ears but they both had a thin slit where a mouth should be. Their arms were thin and long with only four fingers on each hand. The creatures torsos were thin as were their legs. Read more »

[OC] Kalack Comes Part 1 [Sci-fi]

Kalack Comes Part 1

Catherine, sitting on a sofa in her spacious living room of the remote farmhouse her and her husband Mark were temporarily living in while their new house was being built, glanced up nervously, checking the time again on the cable box sitting on a cabinet below the widescreen TV. She then glanced at her phone, clutched nervously in her right hand seeing another minute had past since the last time she checked. Her anger had changed to worry over the last hour of waiting, not quite frantic, but close. She twirled a lock of her shoulder length strawberry blond hair, a nervous habit she’d had since childhood.

Mark was three hours late. He should have been home by 5pm, now, it was just after 8. He had not answered any of the numerous calls she had made to his phone, no text messages returned, nothing. The TV was on, she’d watched the local news for any accidents, but nothing was reported. Her legs curled up under her, Catherine absently tapped her foot against the cushion of the sofa and drummed the fingers of her left hand on the arm of the sofa. Tears beginning to form, she wondered if Mark had crashed somewhere and had not been found. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she thought that perhaps he was with someone else. She fought to push that thought out of her mind.Just has she hit Marks number on her phone, she heard the front door open. Catherine flew off the sofa, racing for the front door. She was torn between hugging Mark close and ripping him a new one for worrying her so badly. Read more »

[OC] The Photoshoot Part 3 [MMF]

Mark stepped towards the bed, his robe open, his cock throbbing with need and the head glistening wet with his pre cum. He didn’t dare touch it in fear that he would explode.

Fabio continued to photograph the couple as Mark paused by the foot of the bed. It was clear to Fabio that the lovers had blocked out all the world but what existed between the two of them. He hoped that he could capture their visions in his lens.

“Slowly let the robe fall from your shoulders, then climb on the bed and sit back on your heels at Catherine’s feet” Fabio said. Mark let the robe fall away from his shoulders and climbed on the bed as Fabio had directed.

Fabio came out from behind the window, his hard, bobbing cock, wet with precum caught both Catherine’s and Marks attention. It was impossible not to stare. Fabio pretended not to notice his subjects gaze as he approached Mark. Read more »

[OC] The Photoshoot Part 2 [MMF]

Catherine returned to the studio wearing a simple white tank top and red shorts. Both Mark and Fabio couldn’t help but be mesmerized as her C cup breasts bounced freely under the tank top. Both became hard quickly at the alluring sight. The short red shorts accentuated her figure in ways she couldn’t see, but both Mark and Fabio could feel their lust rising.

“How does this look?” Catherine asked. She knew she didn’t need to ask the question, she could see the fire in their eyes.

“You look marvelous la mia signora sexy” Fabio responded with a husky voice. “Un momento” he said as he quickly moved to the changing room door.

Mark took Catherine in his arms and looked deep in her eyes, “You look so fucking hot. Are we really, really sure about this? Because I’m completely turned on right now.”

Catherine kissed Mark deep and hard, her tongue flicking and touching his. “Yes, I think I’m as turned on as you are.”

Mark looked sheepishly at Catherine and said, “I’m pretty sure Fabio is just as turned on by you as I am.”

“Does that bother you?” Catherine asked. Read more »

[OC] The Photoshoot Part 1 [MMF}

Mark could see concern in his girlfriend Catherine’s eyes as they pulled up to a run down, definately sketchy, industrial building in a downtrodden area of the city. At first, Mark wondered if he entered the wrong address into his GPS, but, there next to a metal, windowless door was a sign for “West End Photography”.

A few days earlier, Catherine had lunch with a friend active in the local art scene. She raved about a new photographer who known for erotic, sensual work and was rumored to uncannily capture the internal essence of a person, but was still building his portfolio, so his rates were rediculously low. Intrigued, she told Mark about the photographer that evening. Each had a shared fantasy of not only being watched, but having the moment captured. Although they had roleplayed the fantasy many times, they never actually contemplated going through with it. Neither knew anyone they trusted enough to be their fantasy voyeur photographer. They realized that an opportunity had appeared and were determined to follow though. The sex they had that night, fueled by their fantasy, was hot, dirty, and utterly nasty. Mark contacted the photographer, Fabio, the next day and after discussing what they wanted, set up a photoshoot. Read more »

[OC] The Photoshoot Part 3

Mark stepped towards the bed, his robe open, his cock throbbing with need and the head glistening wet with his pre cum. He didn’t dare touch it in fear that he would explode.

Fabio continued to photograph the couple as Mark paused by the foot of the bed. It was clear to Fabio that the lovers had blocked out all the world but what existed between the two of them. He hoped that he could capture their visions in his lens.

“Slowly let the robe fall from your shoulders, then climb on the bed and sit back on your heels at Catherine’s feet” Fabio said. Mark let the robe fall away from his shoulders and climbed on the bed as Fabio had directed.

Fabio came out from behind the window, his hard, bobbing cock, wet with precum caught both Catherine’s and Marks attention. It was impossible not to stare. Fabio pretended not to notice his subjects gaze as he approached Mark. Read more »

[OC] The Photoshoot Part 2

Catherine returned to the studio wearing a simple white tank top and red shorts. Both Mark and Fabio couldn’t help but be mesmerized as her C cup breasts bounced freely under the tank top. Both became hard quickly at the alluring sight. The short red shorts accentuated her figure in ways she couldn’t see, but both Mark and Fabio could feel their lust rising.

“How does this look?” Catherine asked. She knew she didn’t need to ask the question, she could see the fire in their eyes.

“You look marvelous la mia signora sexy” Fabio responded with a husky voice. “Un momento” he said as he quickly moved to the changing room door.

Mark took Catherine in his arms and looked deep in her eyes, “You look so fucking hot. Are we really, really sure about this? Because I’m completely turned on right now.”

Catherine kissed Mark deep and hard, her tongue flicking and touching his. “Yes, I think I’m as turned on as you are.”

Mark looked sheepishly at Catherine and said, “I’m pretty sure Fabio is just as turned on by you as I am.”

“Does that bother you?” Catherine asked. Read more »

[OC] The Photoshoot Part 1

Mark could see concern in his girlfriend Catherine’s eyes as they pulled up to a run down, definately sketchy, industrial building in a downtrodden area of the city. At first, Mark wondered if he entered the wrong address into his GPS, but, there next to a metal, windowless door was a sign for “West End Photography”.

A few days earlier, Catherine had lunch with a friend active in the local art scene. She raved about a new photographer who known for erotic, sensual work and was rumored to uncannily capture the internal essence of a person, but was still building his portfolio, so his rates were rediculously low. Intrigued, she told Mark about the photographer that evening. Each had a shared fantasy of not only being watched, but having the moment captured. Although they had roleplayed the fantasy many times, they never actually contemplated going through with it. Neither knew anyone they trusted enough to be their fantasy voyeur photographer. They realized that an opportunity had appeared and were determined to follow though. The sex they had that night, fueled by their fantasy, was hot, dirty, and utterly nasty. Mark contacted the photographer, Fabio, the next day and after discussing what they wanted, set up a photoshoot. Read more »