Chapter 1 I was on a hunt. My clients tended to have very specific tastes and finding the women that met their requirements was often a lengthy process. This time I’d been lucky and struck pay dirt on the third day of my prowl. I had spotted them having lunch on the hotel terrace and […]

I was somewhat more subdued the next morning. My breasts were excruciatingly painful and when I examined them in the bathroom mirror, their appearance was shocking. Ugly blue, purple and yellow bruises virtually covered their entire surface, with a random pattern of scratches and cuts. I couldn’t bear to wear a bra. Despite selecting my […]

The carriage was almost empty when the woman came through the connecting door. In retrospect I know she would have walked on through had it had been more crowded. I was sitting towards the back on the left side, facing forward. An old guy in a suit was several seats in front of me to […]

I am tugged out of my dream by a pair of hands. I can’t see. I’m blindfolded. The only sounds I hear are muffled by earplugs. Indistinguishable. The blanket over my naked body is lifted, and a pair of hands are pushing my knees into the air, my feet towards my ass. Grabs at my […]

My name is Jessy Hutchens, or at least it used to be.  Now I suppose it is just Jessy, at least to me it is.  I am nineteen years old close as I can figure.  I am unfertile and not at all bitter about it considering my present situation, but more on that later. I […]

Chapter 1 I was on a hunt. My clients tended to have very specific tastes and finding the women that met their requirements was often a lengthy process. This time I’d been lucky and struck pay dirt on the third day of my prowl. I had spotted them having lunch on the hotel terrace and […]

Read more BDSM Stories I was somewhat more subdued the next morning. My breasts were excruciatingly painful and when I examined them in the bathroom mirror, their appearance was shocking. Ugly blue, purple and yellow bruises virtually covered their entire surface, with a random pattern of scratches and cuts. I couldn’t bear to wear a […]

Read more BDSM Stories The carriage was almost empty when the woman came through the connecting door. In retrospect I know she would have walked on through had it had been more crowded. I was sitting towards the back on the left side, facing forward. An old guy in a suit was several seats in […]