Lois and Craig finally got their long awaited holiday together, their work schedules finally aligned. They rented a small cottage with a garden that looked out onto a tidal river. It was quiet there, the only neighbour was next door - which appeared...

Happy Halloween! Dylan had just put the finishing touches on his costume. Needless to say, he thought he was stunning for the time being. He unfurled his cape before reciting, "I want to suck your blood," in his best Transylvanian accent. Dylan is...

(Third and final story inspired by the videos and images of Yourpieboy, with some ideas from piesub) Since the last messy humiliation at the hands of his two girlfriends, things had been going pretty well for John. He frequently met up with one or b...

Emily walked into the restaurant, lovely red dress on exposing just the right amount of cleavage. She had received a surprising amount of attention since her humiliating television debut a few months ago. Most noticeably she had had numerous men (a...

Arabella sighed and looked again at the weather app on her phone. The forecast hadn't changed. Sydney and much of coastal New South Wales were in for a good soaking over the next few hours. The weather had been so sunny and warm lately that, when she...

On a fine summer day, ten young women gathered in a well-tended garden behind a luxurious row house in west London. All were in their twenties or early thirties, all were beautiful and well-dressed; and all were feeling quite cheeky about the subject...

Shawn never knew how to explain it. He always had such strange urges when it comes to formal footwear. He would often just wear them for fun, getting aroused as he wore them. He did not know how to describe why, which is why he kept it to himself rat...

This is the second installment of a series. If you haven't read Part 1, I recommend you do so now to get familiar with the characters and the rules of the game. A full week went by, and again our ladies descended on the row house in west London. Th...

This is Part 3 of the series. If you have not read parts 1 and 2, I suggest you do so now. The girls walked around it, staring in wonder. "Adelaide, what is that???" Someone finally asked. "Butter" was her simple answer. Indeed it was. The girls...

"I just didn't think the bathtub would be big enough for this." Adelaide said, proudly. The girls were in the garden behind the row house, stood in front of an inflatable pool filled with three layers of lovely mess, whipped cream on top, custard in...

Emily laid on the ground covered in mess, humiliated. The middle aged curvy Italian woman in the turquoise dress laughed while cream covered her chest, having just forced Emily to motorboat her against her will. The woman in turquoise had fair ski...

** Note - This micro story takes place between WAM in the West Chapters Two and Three ** "Check this out, Babe!" Molly said as she showed her phone to her still pie-covered girlfriend Becky. On the phone was a picture of Becky's friend-turned-enemy-...

Fuck it, I'm videotaping it. Something I should've thought of before I coated my hands in custard, but impulse knows no such thing as good timing. Nor was it good timing that the urge overtook me while my partner, lovely as they are, teaches online...

The camera cuts to a dimly lit attic. Around it are a number of boxes and crates and old pieces of equipment. It looks well frequented, being mostly free of dust and cobwebs. In the background we hear the sound of some sort of gathering. The camera p...

The camera suddenly cuts to show another girls strapped to a metal chair by her wrists and ankles. This time it's a beautiful Japanese girl, wearing a pink and white summer dress, with a matching pair of high heeled white ankle boots. Her hair is lon...

The camera cuts to Christabel lying sleeping on the floor. She wears a black t-shirt, and a leather miniskirt. She has long black hair, and is wearing dark red lipstick and heavy black eye shadow. Finishing the outfit is a pair of black mid heel boot...

Pancake Day: Scene 31: Assault and Batter Me: The camera cuts to a large hayloft. In it we see two cylinder shaped cages. The bottom half being made of a blue plastic barrel, the top half and roof are made out of chain link fencing. Near the top, ru...

After postponing it a week so Adelaide could be tarred and feathered, the promised cream bath would at last happen. The girls gathered in the garden and looked excitedly at the inflatable pool in the center of it. The pool appeared to be filled with...

My boyfriend and I went to a friend's house last night who was trying to find a sex partner for the first time in women clothes at a gay cruising parking lot. We should give him "moral support". When we were there, my friend wanted to give me a provo...

The camera cuts to a scene of a woman struggling in a small enclosed room, barely three foot square. We see that three of the walls are made from old rusty metal, the fourth is made from some sort of thick plastic, that by the looks of it used to be...

The camera cuts to a room in an old abandoned cake factory. Around the room are various strange pieces of machinery, many rusted beyond repair, but notably a few look like they've seen recent use. It's dimly lit, with many of the bulbs being burnt ou...

This happened a few years ago,I met this girl on line in a chat room and we hit it off great right from the start,I told her my joy and fun I like to do swimming with all my clothes on in my pool and she said to me that sounds like fun,she has never...

The camera cuts to an overhead shot of a room in a familiar looking dark cellar. This room has a secure looking steel bared door at the top, leading down from which is a rusty old looking escalator, consisting of about twenty steps. It's currently no...

As he entered the basement, his mind shuddered at the interior. Lamar had much better things to do than an absurd request from his friends. But they 'persuaded' him to do so. The deal was that he would be able to get into their gentlemen's club. Lam...

What had started as a quiet, secluded pond with thick clay sediment and a warm watery surface was now a pit of smooth grey slurry. Our grappling, rolling, slithering and sliding bodies had churned it into a muddy battlefield and rendered ourselves al...