This story is based on my husband's experiences when he was a boy, as well as the lifestyle he and I have lived since our marriage in 2000. It is mostly true, although some parts are due to my "artistic license."
Jaz is a tender, sensitive soul who is faced with a moral dilemma. A cruel woman has wrongfully accused him of rape, thereby wounding his spirit, and crushing his soul. Will justice prevail? Yup
Elara must endure a brutal, endless cycle of humiliation, trapped in a nightmare orchestrated by the people around her. Their cruelty, fueled by a mysterious curse that binds them all. But a subtle change suggests that this cycle may finally be broken. This story weaves together multiple universes, parallel realities, magic, and harrowing themes such as sexual violence and brutal punishment. This is my first ever story, so bear with me and enjoy. Note that this story builds up slow.
Amanda just woke up from one of the kinkiest dreams she'd ever had. She sighed and said, "Wow, what a dream, it either means I need to go shopping for a hot pink bra, matching panty, garter belt, hose and heels. On the other hand, Skip, my new friend (who is a cross dresser) needs to buy one for our hot intimate cam-chats. Better yet, buy us both a matching set.
Fiona has a fetish. She loves to be dominated by other women. Jenny,her daughter, arranges an evening for her mother with three of Jenny's school friends.