Crystal stirred—had she been asleep? the room was warm and lit by a soft pinkish glow from the edges of the floor and ceiling. There was the deliciously comfortable cot inviting her back into the sexy dreams that were already slithering away from her memory, and there was a …
Sindra kept taking pictures, trying to ignore the growing wetness in her panties. She didn’t know what was up—she was a professional, and she’d photographed tons of models, with all sorts of bodies, clothed, naked, and in-between. But there was something about Victoria… she couldn’t put …
“Oh! I-I’m sorry, Mister Webster! I was just… I was… um…”
From the looks of it, you were trying to do something on my computer, Miss Dodson. But what are you doing on the desk?
“I… I’m so sorry! I don’t know what came over me, I …
It was almost finished. She was almost perfect.
The woman floated in the absolute bliss of silver, silver that ran up and down her spinal column, remaking her inside and out. The shiny, slippery new skin coating and replacing—perfecting—her body tingled with pleasure. Before, in the pink-time she …
Maria hated cleaning. She’d always hated it, from the time her mother started making her tidy up around the house—“You’re old enough to start contributing around here!”—to when she’d moved out for college and realized if she didn’t keep the dorm room at least …
It was all, Sonya reflected, such a terrible cliché.
Of course, no one needs to get a boob job, and no one needs to get lip injections. And, as important as fitness is for your health, no one needs to be spend fifteen hours a week at the gym, maintaining …
She lay in the dark, and The Voice began to whisper. It drifted with her fingers along her naked skin, across the zebra-stripes of light and dark that the window blinds left along her thighs and breasts, raising goosebumps along her dark sensitive curves. The Voice stirred a hunger deep …
David realized he was awake when he noticed the familiar sensation of tightness in his boxer briefs. He’d been dreaming about… something, it was already beyond his reach, and he sighed. It seemed too early to be awake, from the light; he’d probably woken before his alarm went …
It felt strangely natural, being on display.
Chloe hadn’t done anything like this before, she was pretty sure of it; modelling lingerie for a room full of strangers—men and women—all staring intently at her body, whispering to each other. She was sure that, if she tried hard …
Brooke was waiting for you. It wasn’t a surprise, really, but… well, yeah. It was a surprise. Sure, she’d agreed to spend her day off listening to that recording you made. And you knew she was into the whole idea, the whole “this will brainwash you into my …
Author’s Note: I’m into mind-control. People being controlled. I don’t think they belong that way, it’s just a fantasy. So “<gender> is inferior” kink, for any value of <gender>, doesn’t typically get me off. Nonetheless, the idea of people being turned into sex objects does …
It was so hard to think about anything.
She was getting used to it, the feeling of his cock hitting the back of her throat, over and over.
There was a quiet tinkling sound in her ears, like distant wind chimes. The sound was so soothing she felt like she …
As she strutted back down the hall, she ran her hands through her long, dark ponytail. Hadn’t she just done this? The cold, empty hallway seemed so… familiar, like she’d been here before. Recently.
The air was chilly against her tanned skin in every place except where the …
Selene had wondered about her sister. When the two of them were alone, Amanda just wouldn’t stop talking about her new boyfriend. How wonderful he was, how sexy. She would sigh and get a dreamy look on her face like they were both still teenagers, crushing on their Social-Studies …
They’d told her to avoid the green corridor. No one ever escaped that way, but a few had disappeared trying. Irina decided, though, that whatever waited for her there couldn’t be worse than the Experiments.
At first, they didn’t let the subjects sleep. It was like the …
The trigger was so strong it took her before she could even sit down.
Sitting down would have been a blessing after all day in the stilettos, but she had dressed without thinking and looked in the mirror and almost came with how sexy she looked, how on-display, how perfectly …
She knew the spell was beyond her, and she knew that even reading a spell, focusing on the words with the elevated intent mages used to commit them to memory, was dangerous in and of itself. It was the very first lesson her Master had taught her, drumming it into …
“Oh!” Emily stopped mid-step and slapped her forehead. “I’m such a ditz!”
She really thought she’d remembered everything important, but she’d forgotten to suck the Doctor’s dick! That was so silly! She’d remembered to put on the high-heeled boots, and remembered to slip into the …
“So you’re saying, what? That you can control minds?”
“Heh, no! C’mon, silly. We all know hypnotism doesn’t work like that, I can’t just tell you you’re getting sleepy and then you’ll do whatever I say.”
“Otherwise I guess the first person to learn …
Why was she... dressed like this? It was so hard to think.
“That’s right, up, up over your head. Light as a bird. Floating, drifting, just flying away...”
She felt weird. Dizzy, and, well, sexy. But also like she was half-asleep. She thought she remembered feeling that way a …