Yes Professor

A disc is inserted into the DVD player and soon the screen comes to life. The frame is crimson and in the center the following appears in sans serif white letters: Joie De Vivre Timeless lute music can be heard as two figures appear on a horizonless set that is illuminated by a minimal amount of light. A naked man and woman are just barely distinguishable as such by the stark outline of their silhouettes against the backlighting. The woman's wrists are bound and her arms are pulled above her head by a heavy rope, a spreader bar secures her ankles. A black velvet blindfold covers her eyes. The man lightly strokes his fingers over her breasts. Next he licks and sucks first one nipple and then the other. Once the erectile tissue responds to his ministrations, he places clamps on each nipple and tightens them slowly until the woman winces. He pulls firmly on the chain connecting the clamps to focus the attention of his partner. While he continues to tug on the chain with one hand, hi...

I was starting to come out of the shock of my sudden change in profession and reality was starting to set in. It was the start of my 3rd day working in the hotel. The first day I had had 5 customers, the second day only 2. In 2 days work I had paid 7000 into the 750000 that I "owed" to my "savior" from my arrest at the KTV. An arrest that his organization more than likely arranged in the first place. I was hoping that my parents or friends had become worried that I hadn't contacted them in 4 or 5 days, not since I checked in to my hotel. Maybe they would contact the embassy or consulate and there would be an investigation and I could be found and rescued from this situation. To be honest deep down, I wasn't hopeful. Yesterday had been slow and I had more time to speak with my coworkers in this employment arrangement. As I suspected, the three staying in the room with me: Tanya, Dasha, and Vika were all from rather poor backgrounds. Vika and Tanya were from...

*** Disclaimer *** The following story is a work of fiction. It contains themes of cheating, cuckoldry, voyeurism, exhibitionism and NTR. If this isn't the fetish for you, don't waste your time flooding my inbox with hate mail-- it'll only make me want to write and post MORE cuck stuff (unless, of course, that's your goal...) Otherwise, I love hearing from fans, and welcome any suggestions, thoughts, criticisms, or fantasy ideas. Enjoy! *** CUCKED IN THE TROPICS Ch. 06 *** It was late morning when Jake started to drift to the surface of sleep. At first, he had no memory of who or where he was. Then as he grew more aware, the comfortable veil of ignorance vanished and he remembered his previous concerns and insecurities-- particularly with Callie returning to the hotel room so late last night after a night out with Mei and Andre. But before that thought could fully invade his psyche, he was startled by a strange feeling in his crotch. Warm wetness around his cock, and ...

Crossing of Worlds By: Keras Kane Part 1: Witches of Lustwin Chapter 1: Left Below [Content Information and Disclosure: All characters depicted in this story are over the age of 18. Any flashbacks, recollections, or memories characters may have, also depict characters over the age of 18. The themes in this chapter contains what appears as dubious consent or even what appears as non-consent. Please know that while it is not explained in this chapter, the actions are consensual and is explained in later chapters as the story progresses and you learn more about the characters situation. Also to add, some sentences or sections have been removed from the version that will be later published, in order to avoid crossing any community guidelines. If any are crossed, I apologize in advance. Sincerely, Keras Kane] Alex inhaled deeply as consciousness began to return to him as fresh cool air from the outside wafted in to greet his senses with the scent of recent rain and blooming lilacs. A most...

"Deal, but you stay with me tonight." Holly's text that morning had been one short sentence, but it said a million things to Erica and I. Firstly, it meant I would be sleeping with another woman for the first time since we had got married. Not, to be clear, the first time I'd be having sex with another woman, but the first time I had stayed apart from Erica. Secondly, before that, I'd be fucking another co-worker, as part of their bargain to cover a shift. Also, for the first time, it would be a woman I liked, rather than one of Erica's friends, who would join us in the bedroom the next day. Erica admitted to being a little nervous - always before, the other women had been friends of hers, and although often they'd been apprehensive about being with another woman as it had a first for several of them, they'd been comfortable with Erica, which had eased their own worries. Holly was another matter. She didn't know Erica, indeed they'd only met ...

****So I've never really written in first person narrative, it can be really hard to do well, but I wanted to challenge myself and do something a little different. Let me know if you liked it, I hope you do. This is a BDSM-themed gay male story. Penny**** * "I met someone," Carrie tells me when I meet her for lunch. We're at a little cafe she likes that makes mini quiches and serves loose leaf tea in squat ceramic teapots. "Hmm?" I ask, I hadn't been paying attention and was kind of feeling bad about it, but my mind was elsewhere. "I met someone, like, you know." She raises one eyebrow. I liked her eyebrows, bushier than women usually kept them. Carrie was a tomboy like that. Down to earth. "I met a guy and, like, I dunno. He was cool, you know?" "Where?" I ask, trying to pay attention, but it's hard. "You'd like him," she announces instead of answering. Carrie and I shared the same womb, so it only ...