What would have happened if Hitler had been a little more lucky? What would life have been like in the UK under German occupation? Especially, what would have happened to the more attractive of the women? Most of the action takes place in 1947. Germany won the war. Belgium, France, Holland, Ireland, Italy, Norway, Sweden, and Spain are all part of Greater Germany and are effectively provinces. The UK is still occupied by the German army.
It was Friday evening, she had stopped in for a bite to eat but opted for a drink instead. That would prove to be a very bad mistake, one that would change her life forever. In one way or another.
This story is based on the confession a male friend made to me while we took a break from a long session of love-making. A lonely teenage boy virgin has an odd pastime; he likes to undress and walk around naked outdoors. He's a flasher, and he's going to be in the right place for the best sex ever!
First person reflections of a wealthy Carolina plantation heir-to-be looking back on his struggle resisting the urge to abuse the power and leverage he holds in society, particularly over women, during the early 1800s. Hoping to turn over a new leaf after the recent birth of his son, who he almost lost along with his wife, John Elder, confesses his sins to paper before burning them to let go of his past and find a healthier way of living. **Please read opening paragraph and note the story tags
Ella has, for years, had a relationship with one of the large norn: Astrid. They enjoy each other's company immensely, but the call of the road always tears Astrid away from Ella. Having not heard from Astrid for ages, Ella worries. When she discovers that Astrid has returned to the city, she wants to know why. Are they through? She decides to seek out her companion, to learn the truth. To perhaps experience the taxing joy of their usual reunions, which Astrid took to calling throating moots.
Marie is a filipina working in Dubai. She has always been faithful to her husband, but a chance encounter gives her the opportunity to fulfill one of her hidden fantasies.
After settling uneasily into my horrid existence in this overcrowded jail cell, a reprieve came in the form of a shapely lingerie clad prostitute hired specially for our cell. When it was finally my turn, I was led out of the cell to have my turn with the sexy lady, but the sadistic prison warden had other ideas for it was a ruse so he could crush my hopes. The sadist tortured and humiliated me in front of the whore whom he subsequently fucked in front of me, her phat tits just out of reach.
My husband delivers me to a sadist he met on the internet. I am thrashed with a variety of whips. A stroke story, but only if you enjoy cruel sadistic pleasures.