Note: All characters depicted in this story are 18, or older. I was just replaying last night's phone call with Liz in my mind when I heard the sound of my dad's voice disrupt me from my daydreaming. Liz had invited me and a few of our friends to hangout at a lake house that she had rented for three days to celebrate our graduation from high school. "Hey s...
Chapter Nine: The Hitchhikers Mistress Casandra was very pleased with her three new Slaves. Over these first two weeks, each had adjusted to life at the Estate and was happily performing their Slave Duties. Life was good. Casandra decided to take all the Slaves shopping. She wanted to purchase the new Slaves three dresses like the other's had, with matchin...
Tara had texted me the day after Saskia and I ended our fledgling relationship. As I had joined her on the long list of Saskia's ex-girlfriends, she invited me to join her on a Friday night out. I had accepted, mostly out of curiosity. What was I curious about? Me! My sadly brief relationship with the beautiful artist Saskia had been my first lesbian relat...
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Maddie grew up in a small village and has lived nineteen years of her life being a good girl. Unlike all her peers she rarely went out and almost never got drunk. She tried cigarettes when she was sixteen but she saw no fun in the coughing and smelly breath that followed. So it was her first and last time. Having been accepted to her first choice Universit...
(Author's note: as so often, this one swirls around the categories a little. There is an element of the fantastical, but please don't expect a fantasy in the sense of a full-on chains and orgies BDSM extravaganza. This is a tale of two people 'most remarkable like you', feeling their way towards a little spice. If you like to read about dungeons and racks, y...
She did not like the railway station and cringed her nostrils in disgust. The Nizamuddin railway station was packed with peddlers, beggars nomads and passengers translating the whole stage into pure pandemonium. 'What a madhouse,' she protested as usual. 'This is our country, there is a method in this madness,' her father defended the melee. The dust,...
Author's Note: This is Part One to a story that will be at least three parts, possibly up to six parts. This is my first time writing a serious piece, it's not a quick fix at all. This is a fantasy story, hugely based on the world and events, but having lesbian characters. There isn't sex in this part, but I'm developing the sparks, there will be in Part two...
OK. This is a work of fiction yada,yada, yada. If you don't know the drill, you have no business reading this. Constructive comments are appreciated. "You suck!" comments get you laughed at as an immature loser. Anyway, without further ado, enjoy. Lesbian, BDSM, Reluctance, non-consent ***** After a couple of minutes for Amy to recover, I put her nip...
Leaving the rhetorical question hanging, Dean Wilkins swung her athletic frame up off the chair and came to a standing position. After tugging at the hem and bodice of her dress until a semblance of order was restored, she spun smartly toward the door and, in three long, bold, strides, was gone. The moment the Dean was out of sight, Jodie found herself caug...