This is the third chapter in a series chronicling the transformation of a conservative high school principal's submission to a dominate black lesbian student. It depicts scenes of non-consent and reluctance (no force or physical coercion). If you choose to continue please enjoy. * Friday morning Maggie took her swim as usual. She found herself looking towa...
_For those who are unfamiliar with my stories, it's important to know going in that I don't write pure strokers. It takes a good long while to reach the juicy parts. Before a single boob is exposed, we need to get to know the characters and their setting, and why the encounters we're reading about are significant enough to warrant a story. The sexy parts hap...
Laying in the hospital bed, Jess thought back to when she had first met her Mistress, she remembered the day as if it were yesterday... Walking up the walkway through the gardens up to the castle's door, Jess felt a slight apprehension and nervousness tingle up her spine. Before she had decided to come here, she had gone out and bought what she felt to be m...
Angela spent far too much of her time watching what was going on in the cul-de-sac for her own good, at least that's what her husband Lionel always said. She couldn't help herself though, her own marriage was a sham and her life otherwise had little to interest her so she spent most of the day and a great deal of the night watching her neighbours. It had bec...
Lucia's heart was in her throat as she knocked on the door. The house was bigger than she remembered, enormous and imposing, like she had to keep an eye on it. Beautiful, but mostly frightening. She'd been advised that the son had moved out years ago, but the husband was almost worse, untouchable since he'd avoided that prison sentence. She stood up straight...
she lingers by the doorway, loathe to enter before Mistress commands, but eager for what the room promises. An imperious voice bids her enter, and like a puppy she scampers into the room on all fours, holding her head up high to display her new collar. Mistress smiles indulgently, allowing Her pet a small pat on the head before sternly turning back to task....
Jamie had been riding fence with her foreman, Carlos. They had been at it since six that morning. It was late August and she was hot and tired. She sat on her horse as Carlos dismounted and opened the gate from the north field, giving access to the main house and barn. When it was pushed wide enough, she rode through and continued to the barn, not waiting f...
Chapter 3: At the Apartment. Dedicated to Veronica and her Goth Slut Dreams... As the four girls traveled together toward Jennifer's apartment, Monica had worked her hand under Jennifer's black leather miniskirt while she was driving, and Ronni and Vixxen were locked in a clinch in the back seat. Monica heard a strange sound and looked over her shoulder...
"Who wears boots with a lace mini dress Yvonne?" "I do." I smile back at my friend as we enter the Cathouse. At that comment the bouncer pulls us to the side, demanding I take my boots off and shake them out, he's looking for a stash of drugs. Lifting my knee I stretch outwards and untie my laces, the bouncers eyes letch at my thighs as my little dress rid...
AWO09. - Business and pleasure The imperial ladies had been much too preoccupied with their pleasure to take any notice of what went on around them. Pamela Vasquez was reclining on her chair along with the others, and had a service girl to keep her on a nice level of arousal as she joyfully took in the atmosphere of the scene... The scene she had created fr...