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I was quickly ushered into a padded room with a metal table centered, with a single chair on either side, and the door closed behind me.
The Black Lotus dungeon is where my husband and I have our BDSM fun.
We used to go to an homosexual dungeon, yes, there are specialty gay BDSM dungeons, but with my recent change to become more and more feminine, notably when I began taking hormones and my breasts grew, the other gays began looking at us in a weird way.
Now, instead of writing in OneNote, like I used to do back in 2010, I am writing my stories directly in WordPress and often, publish for the future directly as I am creating the article for the first time.
Sorry folks for having let you hang waiting for the conclusion of my swinger’s week for so long. It was fun, I had sex with many people and now, even with some women.
I got dressed in a jiffy. Saturdays used to mean something when I was kid: morning cartoons.
It was time I made my own cartoons, so decided to drop by Greg’s room.
“That’s not an answer to my question…”, I replied, when my wife Karen had simply answered “For fun honey! Don’t worry, it’s not permanent…” when I asked why she had put a chastity device on my penis.
I opened the door to find an attractive redhead wearing a red cocktail dress. Oh, sorry, I should mention that she isn’t a redhead as in, with Irish descendants, but rather that she is dying her hair red. Don’t get me wrong, Sue is the sexiest of the two, but this girl must definitely turn heads too.
The Black Lotus Dungeon, which was first mentioned in Pets Chapter 31 was planned for another story, as mentioned in a blog from February 12, 2011.
My hair was quickly dyed to have the exact same color as the twins and as soon as it was done, the three of us were summoned to Steven’s office, and stood naked in front of him.
And so, the place sucked. Richard, as always, seemed to fit in but I definitely wasn’t in my element.
I had explored the rest of the factory fast enough, seeing plenty of interesting material to export.
The next ship was due to arrive in only 3 weeks, I made a mental note to plan the exports as efficiently as possible to maximize our, well, my, revenues.
Pat was born Patrick and is now Patricia.
Patricia is a trans-gendered female who decided to do all of the steps to become a woman, except the gender reassignment surgery.
Dressing up for a BDSM club is not an easy task… especially since my boyfriend and master likes to tie me up, spank me, and often, to strip me naked.
This Wednesday, I published Chapter 33 of Suzy and Jill, which is the second part of Chapter 32, published on June 14th, 2011, a good 10 months before I last initial run published chapter (Sue Chapter 6, on March 8th 2012).
School was barely over and Anna’s parent wouldn’t be home for another hour, leaving us plenty of time to play.
And so, in front of the camera, Suzy and I had the more boring sexual relation of our life, except perhaps for the excitement that Jill was watching us, filming.
The main character of Karen (another unnamed male protagonist) is a happily married man who, on his fifth year anniversary of their marriage, receives from his wife (Karen) a chastity device secured via his prince Albert piercing he received the previous year at her request.
After a long day at work, all I could think of was my sexy and beautiful wife Karen.
Even after 5 years of marriage, she was always able to surprise and challenge me, to push me further and deeper in love with her.
For the first time in the history of this blog, there is a Five week buffer!
That’s a total of 23 chapters (now that this morning’s chapter is published), and 18,057 words.
After I got Sue to scream my name a few times, we got dressed and reviewed the apartment.
To Sue’s disappointment, there was noting left to do to prepare for the party, so I made a mental note to let a few things to clean up in the future, perhaps leaving some dirty dishes to wash (even if I am a dishwasher) or a few towels drying in the bathroom.
This site contains mature (18 years old or more) stories serialized chapter by chapter and written by a single (currently anonymous) author (me), all of which contains erotic content ( or will at some point for newer serials).
With the relaunch of the site in 2014, I am attempting to once again build a buffer by attempting to write more stories each week than I am publishing.
I collapsed on my bed right from school. What a day! I certainly didn’t expect the attention I had been getting.
I woke up from my sleep and felt as if I had slept for 3 years!
The previous evening with Stephanie had struck a cord and I couldn’t wait to see my red-headed beauty. Of course, meeting the Gold Members had been the cherry on top.
Supper was just like any other supper, except that this time, my mind was elsewhere, despite Mark being most closer to me than usual and Cassiopeia, sitting in front of me, kept touching my legs with her feet in a feeble attempt at flirting.
There was a knock on my door at 4h50, with Sue arriving a good ten minutes early to help.
Arriving early is rude, I already explained it. But in this case, Sue was officially coming by to help me prepare for a party, in which case arriving early is indicated.
I didn’t think it would be possible, but I managed to already fill a full week of buffer of stories, in only what, 48 hours?
The Slaveteen universe was my first fictional NSFW universe. I created it while writing the Susanna story.
Now that I had plenty of time away from my stories, I want to update you on what I think about their future. Read More…
Guess what? I went on hiatus in March of 2012 and stopped checking my emails. Soon after, I lost my domain name and a squatter bought it.
I left Sue’s apartment without actually eating breakfast with her. It’s not that I didn’t want to, but she seemed to prefer staying in bed and I didn’t want to impose myself.
I woke up still spooning Sue. I had fallen asleep as the big spoon but woke up with Sue’s breasts pressed against my back and her fingers playing with my chest hair.
After the supper with Sue, I left my car in the restaurant’s parking lot and we walked under the moonlight toward her apartment.
In the 8 months between June 16th 2011 and February 15th 2012, I have only published 7 story chapters, many of which were the final chapters of Susanna were written back in 2001.
I walked back to cabin #34 with a song in my step. I could swear that people could spot that I was dancing rather than walking but I didn’t care.
When I came out of the shower, I found Stephanie sitting in the shower cabin, naked.
You see, these communal showers have 2 parts. There is a locked door with a small undressing area in front of the shower so you may store your belongings safely while you are showering with the curtain closed.
At the hospital, I was well treated. They removed my stitches without even asking me about it. I even got to see my family, who learned about my heroism. Of course, I didn’t tell them much, and officially, Simon was my master and boyfriend, not Dorothy. But overall, I was well treated.
“Wake up ! Breathe, Fight Susanna ! You can do it…”
I was slowly regaining conscience. Simon was yelling to wake me up while Mr. Grout was performing mouth to mouth resuscitation on me.
I heard him yell once the door was opened: he understood what was happening. He was screaming for the person who was robbing him.
We left Simon’s apartment. I hoped we wouldn’t meet his mother, but they reassured me that she was exceptionally in the city: this is why they choose that day.