Her pale skin glistened from the slash of moonlight that fell across her cheek. Her arms pulled on the bonds another uncountable time, wishing they would loosen, wondering where she was, and who had done this to her. She remembered getting ready to go out, dressing her curvy frame in skintight black vinyl. Anne wasnt a skinny girl. She was about and weighed pounds, but it was all in the right places.

Some people only wear fetish gear in the privacy of their own bedrooms, leaving their desires and "perverse" habits for no one to see but themselves. Not me. I love the feel of cool slippery vinyl on my skin, and the smell of a hot leather corset pushing up my large breasts, proudly displaying them for anyone who might want a peek. Many people mistake me for "goth," but I like to think, that Im more simply an uninhibited, free spirit. I dont dress like this for sex; I dress like this because I love to.

I masturbated to orgasm three times today. I think all three times had some variation on Barry taking me from behind. This fantasy involves a me named "Celia." Im a bit snobby and I look down on him. He disgusts me. He also wants me, something I can pick up on subconsciously but am not aware of. One night, Im sneaking through his house to steal something of his. Im dressed in black sweatpants and a black sweatshirt.

"Maybe you should stick to her area of expertise," Mozzarella said icily. "You are incorrect when you say krypton is inert. Three labs in America have found ways to coax it into combining with other elements. One of those labs is owned and operated by my business associates in Metropolis. As for the efficacy of our kryptonite, let me simply point out that it has several times been used to foil and temporarily disable Superman.

Were sitting in the living room watching T.V. He leans over and starts kissing my neck, pushing my long blonde hair aside. He slides his hand up my shirt, softly stroking my stomach, slowly moving his hand upward. I pull away from him, removing his hand. "Im not in the mood tonight," I say to him. He looks at me for a moment, his long brown hair framing his face. "Oh really?" he says. "Yes," I say as I stand up and start to walk away from him.

I woke to the sound of a ravens call, outside the window of the room I found myself in. I stretched, and winced, every one of my joints screaming out in objection to the movement, my skin tight and tingling. Munira, one of the slave girls, stood at my bedside, silently keeping watch, I attempted a smile, she responded with one of her own. "I expect you would like to take a bath," she said kindly. She offered her hand to me, and I took it, grateful for her steadying force as I gingerly pushed back the sheets and stood.

I had invested a lot of years in a relationship with that bitch, and I cant believe that she had the nerve to "FUCK MY BEST FRIEND". Now, I hate both of them. Well, time heals all scars, or so they say. But, it didnt really heal this. I hadnt heard from, or saw Denise, my ex in over months, and I still thought about her everyday. She really hurt me though, and I dont know if I could ever totally forgive her. Well, the phone rang out of the blue one morning, and guess who it was? Denise, and she sounded all pitiful, and depressed.

Like many college students I take classes at all hours, after working a long day, I have night classes to face. All those subjects I never wanted to take, but have to, or I dont get that beloved piece of paper that says Im qualified to do my job. We park in deserted lots, huge fields of cement, that blend with the darkness as if waiting for the night to come. Walking to my car alone at night isnt really dangerous, although, I would get a little thrill as the

When Michelle had filled out her Medical History she included "...enema nozzle, tampon,..." among the objects that she had previously inserted into her anus. I asked her the reason for the tampon and she said that it was to help her retain the enema. I may not be a degreed doctor but I have learned a lot in my field of interest. A tampon would not be of much value as a retention aid since it would quickly become saturated with the solution.

And thats how it had started, Tiffany thought, as she prayed for the bell to ring to signal the end of English class. Her pert little nose had been parked in the chalk circle for minutes now, but it seemed like an eternity. She had to stand still even as hundreds of ants feasted on the honey that had been applied to the insides of her vagina and far up into her teenaged asshole.