Kristin returned a couple minutes later carrying a tote bag, which she sat down by the door. Jenny, Sasha, and the prisoner all looked at her curiously, wondering what was going to happen now. From the bag Kristin produced a small box. Inside was a joint that she'd been saving for a special occasion — which this was, though in a strange kind of way. She lit...
Wanda Catron woke with the familiar feeling of a hand rubbing her pussy. She had been dreaming of her home in Provo, Utah, and thought it was the hand of her Mistress, Anne Franklin, rubbing at her. No, Wanda thought, her eyes still closed as her pleasure grew, that was not Anne's touch. Nor was it the touch of the third woman in the house, Amber Anderson....
The first shot was of Sophie, sleeping alone in a big bed. Then the camera cut to a view of outside the house, where two burglars were jimmying a window. They were wearing hoods but were clearly female, because they had on black, form-fitting catsuits like the one Catherine Zeta-Jones wore in Entrapment. After they had gotten the window open and crawled insi...
Jenny cried almost the whole way to the airport. Kristin had borrowed Miss White's car to take her, and was now kind of regretting it. She felt that Jenny was being childish and melodramatic, and chided her, "Come on, Jen, it's just a few weeks. Pull yourself together." Jenny tried, she really did, but she kept losing the struggle and bursting into tears al...
When the lights went up it was clear that the dirty movie had had the intended effect on its audience. Kristin was masturbating and Janet and Sophie had their hands up each other's skirts. Jenny, meanwhile, had clearly not gotten to see the end of the movie -- she was sprawled across Diana and Juliet's laps with her head between Diana's thighs as Juliet fing...
For a few minutes Jenny just stood looking down at the handcuffed and helpless April, daydreaming about how best to make use of her. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Kristin returned from the bathroom in a white terrycloth robe and went to answer it. It was Emma, dressed for tennis in a white blouse and skirt with a racket in her hand. "Is April with...
Authors note: At the end of this tale I make reference to "skinning a cat". I am an animal lover and would never consider harming a feline. It is a term for the method of my decent from the window and a very dangerous practice. Don't try this at home! --------- Things seemed to be going from bad to worse that morning. Having been recently dumped by what I...
Arriving 15 minutes late for class, Jenny quietly took a seat way at the back. The professor was droning on about supply and demand, and Jenny found herself having a hard time concentrating. Her sore ass made it difficult to sit still; she kept squirming around in her seat, and when she did get comfortable for a minute, her mind started replaying images of t...
When Jenny awoke, bright sunlight was streaming in through the windows. She yawned and stretched contentedly; she felt happy, relaxed, and gloriously free. Something had changed in her since the previous day. She would never be the same, and the feeling was exciting; she was eager to expand her boundaries even further. She looked over at Kristin sleeping ne...
A sheen of sweat had broken out on Dina's forehead, and not just because it was still hot in the hotel room. She watched herself in the mirror as Miss White's right hand slid down into her panties, through her pubic hair, and down between her legs. Dina bit her lip and again looked over at Jodie, who was enjoying what she saw but more than ready to get invo...