Authors note: This is a continuation of the story that began in my first story "For Vicki". ***** Several weeks had passed since that first encounter on parent teacher night. Several weeks of emotional turmoil for straight, middle aged wife Victoria. Several weeks where hardly a moment went by when she didn't think about that night with Ruby. That ni...
How did I end up, on all fours, holding a plate of her food as her heel was in my ass? How did I end up a piece of property? As she was finishing eating, she dug her heel into my ass more causing a whimper to escape my lips. How did I end up here? A few days earlier. I was standing a stage, my hands cuffed together as people stared at me. My mind couldn't...
Jane had rung the doorbell and now stood on the doorstep waiting anxiously for Fran to answer the door. She was very, very nervous and fearful that if her friend didn't answer the door quickly she would bottle out altogether and run for cover. But what she didn't know was that Fran, approaching the door from the other side, was also anxious, and genuinely co...
Lisa struggled against the uncomfortable position, but it was no use. Her head was stuck through one hole in the pillory, and her hands through two others. She was standing, and her ankles were trapped as well, leaving her forcibly immobile in a bent-over position. Worse, her ankles were trapped painfully far apart and forward, which meant that her hips and...
I took the call on my mobile a week or so later. It was a Margaret calling from Jane Clement's office. I hadn't heard anything from Jane since she had left my bedroom in Spain in the early hours. We had had, what for me was, quite extreme sex for several hours and this call intrigued me. "Jane would like you to have dinner with her at her home tomorrow nigh...
A Bit Rough "Now that's what I'm talking about," said a woman named Nova, to whom I'd just been introduced. She was one of four other ladies of color seated in Naomie's living room when I arrive that night. She was dark skinned and shorter than me. She walked around me several times examining my presence. "Yeah, Naomie, you picked yourself a hot little piec...
I awoke to find myself still in my custom and in my bed. I hurt so bad. I went into the bathroom and started a hot bath hoping that would soothe my aching body. I sat on the edge of the bed and started crying and couldn't stop. How could Terry do this to me? Why did I allow myself to put in that situation? She said she would never hurt me and yet I feel rapp...
Authors note: All persons in this story are 18 and over, and all events that take place in the story are of a fictional nature. I am a lonely sex-starved single Mum that can no longer control my urges for young pussy. The pornographic photos and videos of their sweet young cunts being used and abused, they're no longer enough. My disturbing fantasies about...
Victoria's fake email was to be [email protected], while Lola's was to be [email protected]. It was all a new experience for Victoria, sleeping with a woman, and a teacher at her school to boot. As graduation grew nearer, she decided to attend Western Washington University as they had the best education program in the state, and informed her mothe...
About an hour later, Melanie awoke to a quiet knocking at her door. "Mel? Are you awake yet? Come on, open the door." It was her young sister Kayla. Melanie sat up and let out an involuntary moan as vertigo washed over her. She pressed a hand to her forehead and held it there as she walked, mostly nude save for her semi-dried panties, over to open the door....