The Story So Far:
In aid of charity, a team of intrepid contestants are trying to get across the Splatter Dome - an elaborate arena full of gooey traps and patrolled by the so-called Gunge Ghouls (basically a bunch of women in silly outfits who are... |
The air in the dimly lit study smelled cloyingly sweet, a heavy mix of vanilla sugar and aerosol cream. Angel sat perched on the edge of her desk, her dark eyes tracking the doorway with hungry anticipation. Finally, she heard it--the rhythmic, sharp... |
I've written numerous What Would You Do tribute stories, where an unfortunate contestant plays a game, loses it, and gets destroyed with messy punishments in spectacular fashion. This story is a little bit different. It's darker, more sinister, more... |
One summer afternoon, my friend F.R. invited me to his dorm room to have some fun. I, although I'm a man, really liked wearing skirts, so that day I was dressed in a classic denim skirt with a ruffle at the back, a black T-shirt, and sneakers. When I... |
I copped for a lovely sloppy fun time the other night. The Mrs told me she would give me a good punishing gunging if i went and whisked up some gunge of her choice. Cobalt Blue. Lovely contrast. After some kinky fun i was lead to the bathroom to duly... |
Lisa was the embodiment of Vault 45's mission: bubbly, optimistic, and spotlessly clean. As a graduate of the Vault-Tec Maid Initiative, she was trained to bring order to the chaos of the wasteland, one scrub brush at a time. Today, however, the wast... |
A story about a partner and me.
She knew I liked wet clothes and tried it a few times but wasn't a fan.
However she was in the bath and we were home alone. I popped into the bathroom to take her a drink and have a glance at her wet soapy boobs of c... |
Note: This chapter is a kind of mini-finale that closes out the first act. As such it's a little longer than previous entries and contains a lot of mess (arguably too much). It might benefit from being read in stages rather than in one go.
Part 5: T... |
I'm blindfolded, tied to a chair, both hands behind me. In the darkness, I hear heels tapping on the floor, approaching. Stopped in front of me, Mistress leave in close, and whispers in my ear "Ready, toy?"
I mutter unintelligibly through a ball ga... |
The pyramid echoed with the clamour of pursuit. Amidst the tumult two figures crept along shadowy passageways, silent and unnoticed in the inky gloom. Coming to a junction, Nikki pressed her back against the cool stone wall and peeked past the corner... |
Rosi's thumb hovered over the screen, the notification glaring up at her: *"Dare you to step into the river. Right now. No backing out."*
She tightened the zipper of her jacket, teeth catching her lower lip as she eyed the water's edge. The morning... |
Part Five.
Aunt Mimi was still reeling from the cancellation of the fair, the Maloney brothers had been the prime suspects. Nothing could be proved, but this was always the topic of conversation when Aunt Mimi came to the lodge. In the intervening... |
Part Four.
"So you see, I need you to arrange the flowers for the tables" Aunt Mimi said, perched on the end of the chaise lounge. I sat opposite, trying to look interested.
"And you will need supervise the delivery of the wine and beer for the adu... |
Part Three.
Standing, peering into a rusted framed mirror, Klaus's lathered his face with shaving soap, the rough bristled brush making circles of white foam against his cheek.
I stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame, watching. His back m... |
Part two
1946
The war had been over a year. Mercifully I had survived. There was plenty of gaps in the line up where the less fortunate had perished. The ship back had been lighter than the journey out, in number of men, at least, but not in spiri... |
Part one
Being at war was not as romantic or as exciting as the propaganda had led me to believe. The basic training, the route marches, the barked orders, the drills. Sharing a dorm with twenty other men was the only plus point. Just being close t... |
I went out walking because of the heat, with the clear intention of following a hillside trail I already knew. The day was bright and dry, the kind that invites movement. I wore a lightweight button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, half open to l... |
humiliation public humiliation mud wet slime gunge pie in the face women be women messy embarrassing My wife was wearing red tights, with short tight fitting black shorts over top. A look that I love so much, it is almost to good. She also had a pair or brown ankle boots on, and a simple black spandex tank top tucked into her shorts.
She had her h... |
Lebbo had been a clown at the circus for 6 months now and always kept his eyes on her.
He had been clowning for most of his life and was pretty good at it, but there had always been a certain type of smile he chased after. One that he had inspired in... |
'Do you believe in magic?'
This was from Catherine, Kat, my all time friend, confidant, lover and neighbour. We've only known each other for five years but in that time she has opened my eyes to the world as far as sexual arousal is concerned. You wo... |
Patrick was getting suspicious of his wife, Felicity. They'd been together seven years having met in college and married for the past four. Whilst they'd had their ups and downs, Patrick had always thought they'd a good relationship, but things had b... |
Faced with yet another dead end, Annabelle sighed. The labyrinth was getting the better of them. Nearby, Ellie twirled the neck-string of her little white two-piece, tipped her heart-shaped face skyward, and giggled. "We are sooo hopeless."
Annabell... |
It's starting out to be the perfect day - I had a really good workout and I'm showered. . It's Christmas time, I've got no plans for the day so I throw on a red cotton bikini brief and am ready to relax. My buddy gives me a call, "Hey Beau, I know... |
Lena's hair brushed silkily against her almost-bare back. Above her, warm sunlight streamed through the dome's crystalline shield, illuminating the scatter of tumbled walls and canted columns that lay before them. The entrance tunnel had brought them... |
After all of Saturday's excitement and a decidedly needed night's sleep Dave and Amy laid cuddling in bed having a decidedly lazy Sunday morning. As Amy kissed him on the lips Dave grinned.
"What?" She chuckled.
"You're still here." Dave chuckled i... |
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