"Punish me," read the waterproofed sign which the woman held. Early-morning passers-by gave her strange looks, sat in a large plastic box in the middle of the high street. Several stopped to stare or take pictures. Most people's attention was drawn b...

So it all started with a email. I had been emailing a guy about the possibility of a meeting. We decided to meet up at a restaurant to get to know each other a little before we went on with the evening. When I walked in to the restaurant I saw a very...

Mira just gazes in disbelief! It is then that a huge cream pie is pushed in her face! Before being worked around over her head! Mira can still hear Yana laughing though! It takes a few moments for Mira to restore her sight through the thick cream! "...

I'd been looking forward to this holiday for a while. A group of friends and I had booked a villa in a resort in southern Europe known for being a gay hotspot, and it promised two weeks of sun, sea, and hopefully sex. My name's Callum and I'm 25. I'...

"Ok, that outfit does not look quite so pristine Yana!" Says Lisa with a chuckle! "Back to Mira for the next question!" "Ok!" Mira seems more upbeat! "Mira, to avoid something like what happened to your friend, please tell me which group recorded t...

Alex considered the local public library his sanctuary, his second home. A lanky young man with a slight build, soft features, and a preference for delicate blouses and oversized glasses, he was a fixture among the dusty stacks. He was also, tragical...

It's late in the working day and Ira comes out to reception to talk to both the receptionists Mira and Yana. "I am not sure you two will be interested in this but a contact of mine in TV is launching a new simple quiz show that is very social media...

All was still. Melissa studied the treeline intently. Where did they go? Just minutes before, when she and her comrades had taken refuge in this abandoned outpost, the woods had whispered with the sounds of pursuit. Now there was nothing. She wasn't...

The main reading room of the Oakhaven Public Library was a sanctuary of hushed reverence. Sunlight streamed through the high windows, illuminating dust motes dancing over mahogany tables. Maggie sat immersed in the middle of a massive hardback, its p...

Stassi joined her friends at the town fair while visiting their farm. She'd never been to a town fair before and it had mazes of booths. They came upon a booth that had a ball pit full of water balloons, two slender foam bridges followed by two ropes...

I showed up not sure what to expect. He told me to wear my tight black spandex cycling bib shorts, and work boots. I walked into the empty wearhouse. It was warm in there, despite it being a cold winter night. The heat must have been running for a l...

Sophie and Sarah were at the renn faire dressed like peasant maidens, corseted into wearing fluffy white dressing gown hair wild and long. They were pretty tipsy and stopped at a bakery table to grab dessert. The attendent was a witch who offered the...

Foreword: Back in late 2008 I decided to try my hand at storytelling. Things got out of hand, and what was intended to be a single story ballooned into an entire series. Given this, I've written a short(ish) teaser to give you a taste of my writing...

Abi was in a good place. Not only had the single mum of one gained promotion to Deputy Catering Manager at Frimpstone Kingsley University College,(FKUC), but she was gaining regular work through an agency that specialised in Messy and Wet fun. It was...

Victoria was visiting her friend Lewis. Her flight landed before Lewis's last shift of the week so she insisted she'd drop him off and pick him up while she explored the neighborhood near his studio. Victoria and Lewis shared a cigarette before he...

It was a Saturday night, circa August 1995. The long hot summer continued and so did my new job at the club. It was purely voluntary, but it had its' benefits. From an initial shock gunging taking part in a silly competition, I was now a regular act...

Chapter 1 There was no denying the previous two days had been the strangest and most unpredictable that Cara had ever experienced, but here she was now entering day three and she had a feeling things wouldn't be getting any less strange. Followin...

A personal fantasy I've been dreaming of and one day hope to create is to be tied up or stuck in a trash can and be pelted and humiliated with rotten fruit and vegetables. Banana skins, lettuce leaves, squashed fruit, rotten fruit, cottage cheese. ra...

Chapter 1 Cara sat once more at her kitchen table, the events of the previous evening still swirling around in her mind. She'd returned home after the panicked morning coffee with Jenny, sleeping off her earlier anxiety. She'd considered going to w...

Just alittle story I've had in mind for such a long time that I finally got around to writing last night. Used AI to generate a photo for the storage image and some of the formatting to make it cleaner to read but the story content and everything in...

Me and my FWB had another session. Kate's a few years older than me but we engage in regular messy play to enjoy our love of WAM. We agreed what each other was to wear as always. Kate wore her grey full length pyjamas and some fluffy white socks...

Ellie nodded through the gunk. Tom took her hand and led her through the the kitchen. Ellie careful walked with tom cream dripping from her face and beans still leaking from her panties. the jelly in her toes has made the journey more treacherous tha...

As promised Maddie was all ready for Halloween, she had purchased this Baby Doll Sissy outfit secretly then surprised me with it a month or so ago. Maddie had never ever shown any interest in my fetishes. Then out of the blue one day she gets this in...

This story is one I've had in mind for a while. I have labeled this as an exhibitionist story mainly due to the character's motivations but make no mistake, WAM/sploshing is equally a central focus. A special acknowledgement is owed to UndignifiedDee...

The air inside the abandoned Blackwood Manor hung thick and cold, smelling of damp plaster and decay. Leo shivered, pulling the drawstrings of his grey hoodie tight, but the chill had nothing to do with the temperature. It was the same familiar, simm...