Young Boss Tricked & Exposed Ch. 36-37

John flailed in the darkness, his stomach turning as he fell through the gloom. Suddenly he was gazing up at a brilliant blue sky, fluffy white clouds scudding past as he plunged towards the ground. Twisting frantically, he looked over his shoulder and gasped as he saw a building rapidly fill his field of vision. He hit the terracotta roof with a mighty thump, then crashed to the floor in a pile of broken beams, shattered tiles, and a billowing cloud of dust. Groaning at the burst of agony that coursed through his body, John flopped over onto his back, panting for breath as he fought to stay conscious. He tapped into his psychic power reserves and poured healing energies into his battered body, feeling a soothing wave wash away the pain. Coughing as he staggered to his feet, John tried to get his bearings... and was shocked to find himself standing on the familiar training mats in the very first Dojo he ever attended, near his grandparents' home on Terra. The dragon-embossed fro

Disclaimer : All personnel engaging in various acts of sex and and other related acts are above the age of 20. Moreover in case of a supernatural or fictional character, I have made it evidently clear that they are also above the age of consent and maturity as per their specific species. The purpose of this story is to act as a vent for the reader's tensions, sexual or otherwise. I want to make it perfectly clear that, I DO NOT ADVOCATE FOR ANY SEXUAL ADVANCES TOWARDS ANYONE WITHOUT PRIOR AND CLEAR CONSENT. My goal is to merely entertain and not to promote any agenda. Please enjoy. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Freezing winds were blowing straight against them as they walked up to the mountain pass. Since it is the heart of winter, these winds would mean that no mortal would dare venture outside their homes. He raised his only hand to the winds and felt it run through his fingers. Kennan wished he was in his native form, these

Hi guys, this is another series I'll be working on. I am not a femboy, nor do I know any, so if this seems a bit off compared to what you or someone you know has experienced, that's why. This story is fictional. Any resemblances to real people, places, or events are coincidental. All characters in this story are eighteen or older. I hope y'all enjoy. * * * * * BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP! "Uuuuggghhh," I groan as I shut off my alarm. Thank god it's Friday, sure the high school years may be the best years of your life, but that doesn't make school any less tedious or boring. I get up and head to the bathroom to piss and take a shower. I enjoy the warm water on my body and the feeling of cleaning off a day's worth of filth. I get out after I've dried off and check myself out in the mirror. I'm a pretty feminine looking guy, in fact I've been mistaken for a girl many times. People have told me my face looks pretty feminine with my high cheekbones an

10 Cuthbert's Road, Kilburn, North London, July 1971: Reginald Groat took the whistling kettle off the gas flame, took off the whistling lid and filled the tea pot. He stirred the brew through vaporising steam, replaced the teapot lid and covered the pot with a tea cosy his mum bought him on his last birthday; he'd turned twenty-seven then. He took the cosy-covered pot to the small kitchen table and placed it next to his tea mug, buttered toast and a plate of bacon and egg, with a side of mushrooms. He poured his tea and tucked into his breakfast. When breakfast was done Reginald cleared the table, poured himself another brew and opened his journal at yesterday's entry and read it: "Thursday 17 July 1971 I woke at 07.30 early morning time: The usual. It's strange, I woke with another erection this morning and it was huge and solid, unusually big for me. I had the urge to masturbate, but I resisted. Ever since I saw that blue light when I went on Hampstead Heath t

Author's Note: The book mentioned in this story doesn't actually exist. Neither do the characters. It's just a fantasy. ***** My name is Dominia Sax and I'm a best-selling author of a female domination book called, "Self Discipline-The Femdom's 12 Step Guide to Domination Freedom." The book is the byproduct of marrying a sexually submissive man. To catalog the germination of the hugely successful program I have created, I begin this story with our initial journey. Patsive was my fiance-at the time-and he wanted to be honest about his fetishes before we tied the knot. I started by having him write down ways for him to be submissive. I was new to this and wanted his input. I felt it best to set the tone from the outset. On the night we got engaged, I had him make a list of all the ways he fantasized about being submissive. Here is the list he came up with: -getting spanked -wearing panties -licking my butt hole -getting peed on -wearing a butt plug And my

There comes a pivotal point in everyone's life that decides what kind car you drive, your favorite color, the friends you have, the type of job you do, who you marry, your hobbies and/or what you do with your leisure time. I will relate to you why I LOVE bald pussy. I do not, repeat do not like bald pussy because I'm some sort of pervert. If you are not over the age of 20 I am not interested. I may look but that's as far as it goes. I was going on 19 when I met up with a few of my older friends and we went to the movies. It was a lame movie but at least it got us out of the heat. After the movie we went to the downtown area where there were several x-rated movie theatres, peep shows etc. We decided to go into a bar that had exotic dancers. I had no problem being allowed in. I looked older than my age besides I was ready to show my fake ID anyway. The guy at the door looked at me, looked at my ID and asked me if I was over 21 and I said yes. He couldn't care less how o

This story has been edited by Demiruging, I want to thank them for their help. *** It was the second evening of Brian Parker's training for a swingers weekend at the Brooks Hotel that his wife Claire Parker had arranged with another couple called Frank and Maggie, also known by their avatar name 'Suger-spicy2' on an adult friendship and dating web site. It was about eight in the evening, and Brain was stripping off his clothes in the second bedroom of the house. Claire his wife was already dressed in black stockings and a black suspender corset. Her pert breasts were loose and proudly free, and she wore black ankle boots. She was also attaching a medium-sized pink dildo onto the strap-on harness she was wearing. Brian's training was for him to be pimped out as a sex slave and to be fucked with a strap-on up his anal back passage by his wife and another swinger's wife called Maggie. "Hurry up I want you on your knees quickly please Brian," Claire told him