Spitting Stories

Harry receives bad news from the doctor and fears his almost non-existent sex life is at an end. A much needed massage leads to an excursion into the "little blue pills" that make his cock stand up far beyond his expectations. His real trouble is just beginning.

Rohan, a cruel 50-year-old boss, traps his employee Mahesh’s 44-year-old wife Aanvi in escalating BDSM sessions. Through nose hooks, brutal whippings, anal training, and relentless degradation, he forces her to realize she is a born slave who only gets wet from pain and humiliation—never from normal sex with her husband.

The sexual adventures of Rhett and Gale. Their life stories and the pleasures and excitement that lies ahead for them.

A newly discharged soldier reflects on his first venture into male escorting and the night that introduced him to a hidden world of sex work.

A dark, poetic BDSM series where Christian enters Mistress Athena’s world—expecting play, finding ritual, denial, and surrender instead. Pleasure, pain, and identity unravel as she weaves him into her design. Inspired by The Story of O, but reversed. This is only the beginning. 18+

Sir has a special way of making his devoted submissive feel humiliated, filthy, and utterly owned. Tonight, he takes her somewhere particularly revolting to remind her exactly where she belongs. What follows is an escalating exercise in humiliation, obedience, and absolute submission, as she discovers that the more thoroughly her master destroys her dignity, the more deeply she falls under his spell.

He Had Me Hopping All Night New May 11 All characters in this story are 18+ This story is completely fictional. All acts in this story are fully consensual. This was a story from last month. Some of you might’ve caught it back in April, but I’m posting it for the rest of you

Three years after his first wife died, Siddharth still wakes hard and alone. Then the rain delivers Minakshi—the shy college professor his parents chose as his next bride. Her soaked salwar clings to every curve. He sends her to change into his dead wife’s clothes. She touches the blood-red saree. The silk wraps her. The dead wife’s voice fills her head. Obedience. Submission. Breeding. The shy woman walks out in that saree with no bra, a hand on his cock, and one purpose: to be his randi wife.

In a large Victorian style house that’s been in her husband’s family for a century, a mother inadvertently and slowly, begins to grow her stable of girls, alpha-bulls, and beta-cucks. With an attic remodeled as an airy dungeon, she learns the tools of the mistress trade, applying it then to the making of several doormat girls (including a younger sister). A little B&D play has gotten out of control!