Mrs. Rose called me a late bloomer because I was nineteen and still hadn't learned to drive. I had my permit, but cars seemed scary. All my friends had their licenses, so I felt like I didn't need to learn. But Mrs. Rose said I must. She drove a pick-up truck and claimed driving was the key to a woman's independence. And Mrs. Rose was by far the most indep...
Visitor. Alarm woke me up at 6:30am, as usual. I had 1.5 hours to get everything ready for my Mistress's morning. I went to shower, washing my hair and body. Wiped myself with towels. I blow-dryed my hair and dressed up in to maid uniform: short black dress with white apron and black stockings. A little bit makeup and I was ready. Ready to serve. It was jus...
Michelle scurried into the coffee shop, pulling her apron over her head and tying it as she walked. Sarah watched her from behind the register as Michelle made her way towards her. Thankful that she had finally arrived, yet slightly perturbed by her habitual tardiness, Sarah was cut off as she began to speak. “I know, I know, I’m sorry Sarah, really, I trie...
Ekaterina and Emm stole the show that evening. There was not a woman in the room who did not either envy them or want to sleep with them; Sarah and I were in the latter category, though, truth to tell, no sleep would have been had. The reception got into full swing. There must have been three dozen people there, and even I recognised some famous faces. Sara...
Chapter 3 Where do the panties go now? I am Sandy, Wendy's and Candace's neighbor. We have lived on the same cul-de-sac for about 8 years. Wendy and I have been good friends; we are both age 45. A few months ago, we became even better friends, intimate ones you might say. I had never expected that to happen because she seemed so straight, but it was wonder...
"Would you like me to brush your hair, miss?" "Yes please, Lizzie." I looked over my reflection's shoulder in the glass of the faded lime green dressing table, as my maid, my companion, my confidant tended to my bedroom's small fire. I was clad only in a loose silk floral print robe and a matching pair of French knickers, the teal fabric pouring over my fir...
It had been ten years since she had taken a real road trip. She was twenty eight and into her custom clothing design company 24/7. It had been totally consuming her life. She loved her successes but not having any sort of a life outside of work was draining her willpower to continue. So when a representative from Lace & Satin appeared out of the blue and m...
Natasha Lexington's heels clicked against the marble floor of the elegant staircase. "Honey, I'd like you to meet Sophia." Dorian said. She swirled her wine glass, silently examining every minute detail of the foreign girl. "This was the most attractive maid you could find?" she said. The words were meant to hurt. She wanted the girl to know who held h...
Miss White preferred a late afternoon Thanksgiving dinner, and so that was what ABD always had. This year she put Sasha in charge of the kitchen, checking in occasionally to make sure things were being done according to her specifications. Jodie and Sofia were helping, though Nikki and Polly — somewhat to Miss White's annoyance — were nowhere to be found. O...
Chapter 9 - The Grateful Slave Laying naked on her front on the bare mattress bed, Lena's hands and feet are tied by leather straps to the bed posts, preventing her to move. With the bullet vibrators in her pussy and asshole at a low setting, Lena is frustrated by the constant arousal and the lack of sleep for four days. Or was five days? It's been days si...