Madeleine was hooked, ever since her first solo tryst in the moonlight, initially a vacation away from a busy and fast paced semester, now her days were fixated on planning and thinking about her nightly escapades. Each night she would go further out...

A soft white trail of dust followed behind a red SUV, slowly traversing and crunching along a gravel driveway. "Slow down Madeleine! Anyways, up here, is where I learned to ride horses!" A girl in the passenger side of the vehicle mutters. "Dang Am...

Veronica's Bound for Misery Veronica whimpered. Her strained eyes watched as the needle on the fuel gauge wiggled beside the low fuel light and teetered closer and closer past the empty line. She'd been staring at it for the last fifteen miles, ever...

It had been another good week for Kate. VIP members had again loved the previous episode, with positive reviews and donations still flooding in. Freya, still sunning herself in the Maldives, had expressed her delight, whilst Kate's share of the tips...

Chapter 80. Leviathan Project. Copyright, 2019-2026. (22 minute read, 5,515 words). Marseille Vacation. In timeline, Feb 2009. The local Orthodox Ekklesia advocates a pair of virgin young women, making sacred vows to themselves and the church, as...

It was something of a disappointment to Mark when his 12 month contract with FKUC (Frampstone Kingsley Uni College) ended. During his time there he had indulged his fetish for WAM at the expense of a number of female students and staff. In addition h...

The afternoon sun streamed through the high windows of the converted warehouse, glinting off the polished black leather of Lady Lydia's knee-high boots. She adjusted the hem of her vibrant, emerald-green leather dress, a gift from a follower in Milan...

Hello everyone, So this is my first time doing this. I'm a fairly accomplished author but I've never written WAM stories before. Hope it doesn't suck and at least somebody gets some entertainment out of it. A beautiful blonde receives a humiliating...

Hey this is my first ever written fetish or sexual story so go easy on me. It focuses very heavily on the things I specifically like which are a large focus on clothing destruction so if you aren't super into that this story likely won't do much for...

Hey everyone, I just released my new erotic novella "Slick Submission" Dante and Scarlett were childhood sweethearts until life pulled them apart. Years later, one intense night brings them back together and this time, they're not holding anything...

A sunny morning at Holborn Underground Station was the same as a rainy morning, except the crowds coming off the tube were hotter and more tetchy than ever as they emerged into the sunlight. Lawyers and accountants and stockbrokers and cleaners and s...

I was a slave to a mistress who owned a bakery where I worked for her and one day she asked me to help her wash everything after work and she found out that I didn't like bread. So she told me that if I wanted to keep my job, I would have to work "ov...

Note: The end at last. Thanks to everyone who's been following these stories. While I know that all I've done is write about people being gunged in increasingly silly circumstances, this series has taken a huge amount of effort over a very long time,...

NOTE This story follows on from the previous 'Fund Raiser' and 'Slapstick Mayhem 'stories Mark sighed with relief as he put the finishing touches to his plan for the second fund raiser for his now permanent employer Frampstone Kingsley University...

I had just bought my first camcorder and wanted to do my very first video. I had also just moved into a new apartment that had a huge bathroom so I thought it would be great for filming. I had seen someone in a so called comedy sketch on TV a few da...

Mark was very surprised to receive an e mail from FKUC an organisation for whom he had worked some time ago as a tutor in Slapstick Studies. It was a little more technical than that, but that's how a number of his students at the time viewed his role...

My Ex knew I loved wearing a sailor suit and enjoyed watching me get turned on by getting wet as well. One day he left a note when I came home from work telling me to put on a white sailor suit. I knew when, I saw the note, he was horny so I was happ...

Rain-Soaked Cop The sky had been a gentle blue just moments ago, a calm before that oh so sudden storm, when Alex stepped out of the police station, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows over the city streets. It had been getting towards the...

Note: This was intended to be the last instalment, but as I went through the epilogue I found myself expanding the final sections (or perhaps part of me finds it hard to let go of this series after all this time). Either way, I eventually realised th...

"Fantastic viewing figures and great feedback," said Freya, sipping a bright pink cocktail on her sunbed in the Maldives. "Congratulations yet again, girls, a wonderful start to series three." Kate had invited Amber over to her penthouse flat in Wap...

The wind cut through the empty car park like a blade, sending loose leaves skittering across the concrete and tugging at anything not firmly secured. Frost clung stubbornly to the railings, and each breath came out in pale clouds. "Alright, we're liv...

Note: At last, after many, many years, I've finally reached the series finale. Well, there's an epilogue that'll follow next week, but this chapter marks the end of the game, and is the first chapter to have never been posted online before. It's fair...

You hadn't expected the job listing to be serious. "Private event server wanted. Confidence required. Uniform provided or bring your own if you prefer something distinctive." Distinctive. That word had stuck with you. So you leaned into it. When you...

It started as one of those harmless, half-serious dares that only exist because everyone's a little bored and a little too comfortable with each other. We were sprawled across mismatched lounge chairs in the shade, watching people rush past with drip...

Ayana stood beneath the ancient cherry trees, the last of the blossoms still clinging to the highest boughs, but just a shadow of the stunning display they'd given last weekend during the height of the Sakura Festival. She shivered in the cool breeze...