I’d always hated Valentine’s Day. VD is a fitting abbreviation. It’s a disease created by big business to make money off of love. Legal prostitution, baby, so suck it. Maisie was fond of telling me it’s because I’m single and bitter about it. Maisie was right, not that I’ll ever admit it to her. That was all before I met Ellie. Ellie. Deep blue eyes that you could drown in. Golden hair that felt like silk when I ran my fi...

By the time she realized the stairs were blocked by a rather rough looking man in an apron it was much too late to halt her descent. And so it was that Alice found herself pressed up against a carpenter wearing homespun patched woolen trousers and a shirt beneath a dirty white apron and a box-shaped cap, beneath which peeked out unkempt ginger hair. As if there was any doubt about his profession by his uniform, a thick le...

The next morning felt awkward. At least at first. I’d spent the night at Violet’s place. She’d even made me breakfast, never mind that it was a bowl of cereal and a banana. And then she’d left for work telling me to lock the door when I left. I could have snooped. I was tempted. It felt wrong, though, so I just showered, dressed, and went home with my thoughts on our conversation the night before. I thought about calling...

“You seeing anyone?” Every Sunday morning I got coffee. Same place, same time. Like clockwork. I’d become friendly with everyone. First time I’d been hit on, though. At least I assume he was hitting on me. “Sort of? I’m not really sure…” That was the truth. I really had no idea where I stood with Violet. We weren’t dating. She wasn’t my girlfriend. I liked her. I liked how she made me feel. I think she liked me… I left it...

Call me. Now. That was it. No declarations of love or affection. No questions about how I was doing. Nothing. Just a direct command, one that she expected to be followed without hesitation. I called. “Hello, dirty girl” "Hello, Miss,” I replied, blushing. “Miss me?” “Yes,” I replied softly. Almost whispering the word. Her laugh was tinged with cruelty, but there was affection as well. “Did you enjoy meeting Amber? Putting...

I’m going to open a time portal, Layla. This may be a little… strange. Just try to keep breathing and you’ll be fine. I was about to ask what a time portal was when I was suddenly turned inside out and things got… more than a little strange. They got downright weird... It started with a soft hum. Like a swarm of bees in the distance. Mechanical bees. It got louder and louder, like they were coming closer. Just as I began...

Ten “It looks like a giant silver dildo.” Put the helmet on, Layla, if you don’t want to die. Again. I can’t. You have to! “It doesn’t leave much to the imagination.” I turned slowly, unable to help but admire my reflection. No, it didn’t. The suit clung to me like a second skin. Almost as if it had been painted on. I rarely blushed but I thought this might be a good time to start. I could see every little detail and so c...

The orgasm that ripped through her almost tore her into pieces. It nearly drove her to madness. It left her sobbing as she hung from the ceiling by her wrists. It reduced her limbs to jelly and lit her cunt on fire. When the screams died down they were replaced by whimpers. Fiona held her while the Master of Spanking lowered her to the floor. She was left babbling and crying, a myriad of fluids coating her bare flesh. Her...

“Hear ye, hear ye, hear ye! The court will now come to order!” Alice blinked as the sound of a heavy wooden gavel echoed sounded, startling her awake to find herself in a very large, very crowded, and rather austere chamber. ‘It looks very much like a courtroom’ she decided, and indeed, it was. “All rise for the Honorable Judge Jasper Jangleton!” exclaimed a man-sized lizard dressed in a formal-looking suit. Alice made an...

Breda knelt over the pond, ax in hand, her shattered shield discarded. She felt weary to the bone, her muscles on fire and pain coursing through her as she fought for breath. Too tired to cry, she simply stared into the water, noting how it reflected the nighttime sky. Stars laced the calm surface, turning it into a glittering veil. She managed a smile that pained her more than she’d like to admit as she wondered if she c...

Although Alice found it very uncomfortable to be chained to the rafter, not to mention the draft blowing through the room, she also found it quite boring. At first, she wiled away her time attempting to conceive a clever plan of escape, only to discover she wasn’t nearly as clever as she had hoped. Then, she tried to bide her time thinking of more pleasant things. Being buggered by the Hatter, for instance. Or by being ra...

When Alice came to, she was alone and in what could only be described as a compromised position. “Oh, dear,” she murmured, gazing at herself in the oval mirror that had been moved to the foot of the bed upon which she knelt, her arms stretched towards the ceiling, manacles of gold securing her wrists to a chain descending from the rafters. She let forth a sigh at the sight of her once pretty outfit, now quite disheveled a...

I will always treasure this moment As long as it lasts Pushing me through the park Brittle bones and eyes gone dark Limbs trembling with the effort Determined to be my savior one last time And share a final valentine Each bump agony endured in silence I remember the first time When I didn’t need you to pick me up and carry me up the steps We sat upon a weathered bench And watched in wonder and awe As swans swam in perfect...

Alice felt a blush spread through her cheeks as the Knave of Hearts scrutinized her appearance, commenting to himself on her comely legs and the shape of her bottom and the perkiness of her breasts, her making her feel more like a precious commodity than a young woman ‘I should be quite cross at being examined in such a manner, and yet, I am not, and I find that most curious,’ she thought to herself, glancing up through h...

11:00 o’clock. Tick tock. I was never quite sure if she knew about the cameras I’d installed. Sometimes I thought she might and was playing her own game while I played mine. Playing the innocent unsuspecting victim of the pervert next door. The way she flaunted her blatant sexuality as if to taunt me made me wonder at times. Eventually, though, I came to realize she wasn’t smart enough. She was simply just another slut, c...