A dim, dirty, sleazy arcade, smelling of sex and piss and cum and disinfectant. Finest kind. Jeff: older, big, black tee, tight faded jeans, boots and black leather jacket. Craig: younger, handsome, arrogant, the type who tops and nothing else, and never with old faggots. Craig wants a quick suck in his booth, or a willing ass for his cock. He gets more than he bargained for, more than he ever thought possible.
Imagine a scientist who has created a drug that controls people completely, then imagine that he sells it to anyone? What could happen next. Please note this isn't a nice story. My apologies for Glockenspiel's accent!
Tony's parents have gone away for a 3-week holiday and left him in charge of himself and his little brother. He will take the opportunity to show his girlfriend a good time, and his favourite sex toy, that little twerp.
Christa would normally get a spanking for mouthing-off, but a spanking would be much too loud at the in-laws' house! She doesn't expect -- and tries to protest -- the ass-fucking she gets instead, but there's no escape from this punishment.
Veen, the freelance pilot of a space freighter, finds his weakness of masculinity when amongst women is his saving grace when taken aboard the Atalanta; a ship run by a harshly matriarchal society. He finds that the mysteries of the planet Vulvador, somewhere he has been given good reason to avoid, will become his destiny. Should he manage to escape the attentions of both those on the Atalanta and Vulvador, a woman awaits him back on the planet he ventured from; intent on him keeping silent.