Mother Stories

A Kevie Story
For the discerning connoisseur of darkness, we have a new offering. The pain and emotional turmoil are exquisite. It has been three months since Miranda Lloyd and her 14-year-old son Kevie entered into a power-exchange relationship. She is a new dom that is trying to control her sadism. He is a young slave trying to please and love the mother he adores in the way that she needs him to. This full-bodied offering is intense. Read the label before partaking.

A story in the Edward Pembroke Universe
Anya and Irina are two carefree and beautiful young girls who revel in the thrill and easy money of webcamming, despite the disapproval of Anya's family. Unfortunately, their lifestyle draws them into the dangerous orbit of Edward Pembroke, a notorious figure in the dark, offline world of human trafficking and sex slavery. This story continues to explore the universe first introduced in "Edward Pembroke - Slave Trader."

I never really liked her, but now she was married to my son and I had to make the attempt.

Jane Bishop, a biology teacher at an all girls preparatory school had arranged a field trip to the Museum of Natural Science in Houston. They stop at a Buckee’s to get breakfast. Three escape convicts hijack their bus and force all fifty girls and seven teachers and chaperones to strip. They make them do other things too! But to find out what they were made to do, you’ll have to read the story!

The city is rotten, an overrun cesspool of corporate greed and human rights violations at the hands of those too rich and powerful to be stopped... but their corruption has spawn, the vile and throbbing embodied mass of karma, crawling voraciously like an abandoned freight train of "I don't know what." But really, it's a beautiful story about a desperate mother willing to do anything just to have a life with her son in a world that knows little of happy endings.

Her words still in my head as I follow her up the stairs. I couldn't help but stare at her perfect ass. From left to right she wiggled it. I thought she was giving me a show. I could feel myself growing quickly. There was no hiding from her. Time to make my move. As reached the top of the stairs and unlocking the door, I took her advice and went for it. A firm slap on her ass, with such speed she turned around with a look of shock she realizes. I whisper, "Sometimes you just have to go for it".

He didn't get to go.