Bounties of the Sea By Whipsaw WARNING: The following story is fictitious and should not be taken seriously. The tortures described are extremely dangerous and could cause serious injury or death. Prologue I am not sure when I stopped believing and gave up on life, humanity……………and all of the other shit. Chapter One As I looked around at my newly remodeled home, I was very pleased. The last of the workmen were boarding the boat that would take them away forever and I could start on my playroom. I had hopes of enticing a female slave or slaves to my island home, as I owned the whole island. It had been a gift from an immensely wealthy man, given to show his gratitude after I had saved his life. He had fallen overboard from a charter boat … Read entire article »

Patricia leans back against the bar, arching her back to thrust out her breasts, and smoothes her short tight skirt over her thighs. She lifts her knee so men can see she’s in stockings. It’s been a quiet evening. Just that one client. His marriage was breaking up, he hadn’t had a woman for a month and his steel hard shaft was aching with hunger, he craved a woman’s body and was prepared to pay. He said it was his first time with a prostitute. He wanted straight sex. Patricia on her back on the bed with her legs strained wide for him, him on top of her, grunting, sweating, clutching her naked body, pumping like an animal. But this one was different: he knew what a woman wants. His fingers … Read entire article »

I was transferring to another job as a contractor in Iraq. I had been promoted and started packing and shipping my stuff ahead of me about two weeks in advance. I got down to three days before I left. I was doing last minute packing one night about 8 and someone knocked on my door. It was Candice the travel clerk. She was a good buddy of mine and she said she had a going away present for me. She was in a pair of tight shorts and a t shirt with no bra. Candice has a nice big ass and huge tits 40EE’s I think. “Well where is it?” I asked. “I have someone else bringing it over.: she said with a wicked smile. Just then there was another knock … Read entire article »

Helena and I were best buddies at work. We could talk about anything (and did) except sex. Now, I enjoy talking about sex as much as the next girl but she is gorgeous and exudes sexuality and I desired her. Problem was she was married and I do not go there. Well, not unless the husband or wife is ok with it and, ideally, joins in. And anyway, I had no reason at all to suspect she might be interested in a woman as more than a friend. Still she was a beautiful person as well a gorgeous plus having that je ne sais quoit that reeks of sexuality. Then the day came when she asked if we could have lunch outside instead of the cafeteria. Teary eyed she told be … Read entire article »