Life settled down for Wanda Catron the next few months. Order, it seemed, had returned to her life at last. Her weeks were still full, but there was an exactness to that fullness. She worked at the strip club Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday nights. On Friday and Saturday, her Mistress, Anne Franklin, closed the evening with a sex act onstage with Wanda....
You lay awake, tossing and turning, you know the one thing that's guaranteed to make you relax, but you're alone. Not for the first time, you find yourself wishing you weren't. Suddenly you feel a cool breeze, and glance at the window. It's still shut. You wonder where the breeze came from, you hear a sound but as you start to wonder what's going on you hear...
The next morning brought clear skies and a clear head for me, which I was extremely grateful for. As usual, work was thrilling and this particular day, I welcomed three new employees to our stable of great sales performers. Michael Davies was brash and arrogant but had a stellar record, Darcy Moss was great at reeling in the older clients and Mariana Verdu c...
It had been a long week for Wanda Catron. She had decided to move in with her former teacher, Anne Franklin, and be her slave. The moving process started Monday, a day off from work. By Friday, combining work and moving, she was all moved in. Wanda had been given a small room down the hall from Anne. The 18-year-old was surprised. After the past month of se...
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Wanda Catron had finally come home after spending the summer on a wonderful trip, only to find herself in tears. Her life had just fallen apart within minutes of walking in the front door. As she cried harder and harder, refusing all offers of help, her mind flashed back to her summer of love. When Astrid and Wanda had pulled into Provo that late May day at...
Feel free to leave a comment or send me your feedback. And as always, feel free to rate the story as you see fit. *************************************** Rachel and I headed back to the room just after three to catch a short nap before getting up to prepare for the evening's festivities. A light was flashing on the bedside phone, indicating a voice message...
The past few months had been the worst of young Wanda Catron's life, despite her best efforts. Wanda had fallen in love with a wonderful woman, Anne Franklin, and became her slave. Another close friend, Amber Anderson, lived with Wanda and Anne, making the sexual scenarios numerous. She had a well-paying job as a stripper, and Wanda was enjoying her life. B...
I want to set the record straight at the start. Though I'm reasonably certain I'd been gay my entire life, that wasn't how my life had gone. Those who believe in fate would say that apparently wasn't the life I was meant to live. That my wants and desires had been subverted by whatever cosmic entity guides the universe. That in the river of life we all float...
(The actual stories will be in third-person. This just works better.) While walking down the street one day, you come across a strange store. In an age of digital goods, books of all sorts were scattered about in both the window and in the shop itself. Letting your curiousity get the better of you, you head on in. "Welcome!" a woman's voice called...