I was asleep one night. Just broken up with my long time girlfriend. Alone in my apartment, in the dark. I had locked the front door, and my bedroom door, and that was that. I wasn't asleep long before I felt my shoulder being shaken. I didn't care at first, I was still used to Sara waking me up every so often. When I finally did wake up I was scared. I reme...
Cris stood in her office and watched the crowd with a glass of whiskey in her hand. Sometimes she'd entertain guests there, but tonight she was alone. Solitude soothed her soul on nights like this; busy nights where she had to constantly restock liquor behind the bar, fill special requests for entitled assholes (read: politicians) who wanted private rooms, a...
(The characters in this story are entirely fictional and have no connection with any persons living or dead.) I had these lovebirds, two of them. They were the cutest things. Mostly green, with a spots of red on their heads. I'd keep them out on the back patio on days when the temperature wasn't too hot or cold. They loved it out there. One day I looked ou...
As Sandy drove home from work on Thursday afternoon, she used the unaccustomed quiet to consider all the complications that her life had taken on the last week. Usually the drive home was filled with the questions and comments of her five year old daughter, Katie. Today, Katie was already at home, shaking off the fever that had kept her in the care of her gr...
Tashkent, Uzbekistan- Yara arrived in the grim ex-Soviet Central Asian republic, at a time when she was still exploring her sexuality, and Uzbekistan did not look like a great place to explore it. She had spent three months in Israel, where she had lost her virginity and in total had sex with 8 Israeli guys, 4 Israeli girls, 9 Palestinian guys and 3 Palestin...
Chapter 6 A slave-girl joins the fun Six months later the divorce papers had been signed with the settlement agreed without the need for expensive lawyers. Miranda agreed with her mother for Geraldine to keep the house and her inheritance, which was a substantial amount. Geraldine, the important wealthy woman, was unable to make any contribution to the p...
I awoke the next morning before Mistress Elizabeth and managed to quietly slip out of bed without waking her. After using the toilet I padded down the passage on bare feet to the end door. I opened it slowly to hopefully avoid any squeaks, switched on the lights and gazed in awe at the dungeon and its equipment. I remembered the gynecologist’s examination c...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. * "I said, I've sold you." I'm Louise. I'm five foot six, auburn hair, green eyes, and a fairly shapely figure. I've just gotten home from work. The trim blond, five foot three Tammy was waiting in my townhouse . We've been dating for over a month, I gave her a house key. She's...
Authors Note: This story is a work of fiction and depicts a sexual relationship between two consenting adult women. If this offends you, read no further. I would like to thank everyone who read the first part of this story. Your support and encouragement has meant more to me than I can put into words. Due to the number of requests for a follow-up piece, I...
Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. This is a work of Fiction and will have an additional chapter. Thank you for your comments. This is the third installment of a story I began in January. The plot is settled but the scenes and details have required more time than anticipated. The curve of the plot is shifting to t...