All She'd Ever Do is Dance, Dance, Dance! Ch. 2 All characters in the following story are eighteen and above. They have to be to work in the club and I checked the ID’s I did, I really did! It is not meant to depict what happens in a typical topless dance club. The promiscuity of the dancers is exaggerated for the entertainment of the reader only! Really h...
(Warning. If racial slurs truly offend you skip this story.) * "I can't believe it. My boy is out there right now trying to get a job to keep a roof over our heads and here you are with that thing!" Mrs. Brenan snarled as she walked into the room where Angie was trying to hide her vibrator. Her daughter in law blushed hotly and remained frozen in place, he...
Hello I would like to start with a bit about myself, my name is Elana and I am a collared slave to my Mistress, whom I address lovingly as GoddessBernadette ( She likes the form of address as a single word ) or sometimes simply Goddess. I have been collared to Her for a few weeks now and have never felt so happy. Now I have to share a little about myself be...
Lauren looked at her girl and pointed to the bed and said "Stay!" Then she walked quickly out of the room. She put in a call to Mark and when he answered she demanded, "Have I been set up here?" "What do you mean?" "Tonight after much fun and love, I asked Christy what would happen with us if the world didn't end next week. She answered with the same exact...
The room was not very large, maybe 12 feet by 18 feet. It had a cathedral ceiling sloping upward, 12 feet at the low end, almost 20 feet at the top, with a large skylight. It was mostly empty, which surprised Shelby. Several chairs, a padded sawhorse with ring bolts at the four corners, an old school desk and table, an armoire which probably contained the eq...
Tiffany was outside mowing the lawn. Tiffany felt a cool breeze on this hot day. Sweat covered Tiffany's nude body. Tiffany felt lucky that she lives out in the country, otherwise people would see her performing this humiliating task. However it does also work against her. Sometimes Megan would take her out to the woods to play. Tiffany hates it. Megan w...
This is the sordid tale of how I, a successful, married woman, became a slave to a 19 year old girl. I'm 32 and own my own business, an upscale boutique catering to the wealthy and upper class, the type of women who are interested in the latest styles and not very concerned about the price. Coming from a lower middle class background I often found myself qui...
I haven't written anything in a while, but yesterday, I was "inspired" to write something new. This is the first story I've written that was about me and my partner. I've changed the names, but part of the story was written as it happened. I'm sure you'll figure out when that occurs. Closing the door, I say hi to Sarah. She's sitting on the couch with the...
To all the men who wish such things really happened and the women who would love to join in! * The dreaded product presentation portion of the pedicure/manicure party was over and my potential customers were busily oohing and aahing over the latest anti-aging products, uncapping lipsticks and sampling perfumes. With a sigh of relief, I slipped out of my...
The shop was lit with the warm glow of patent leather shoes. Stilettos the colour of fresh bruises, tip to heel with black knee-high boots and mossy court shoes. The rich scent of polish washed across my skin and I almost forgot, for a moment, that I needed to be back at the office by 1:15. Over by the counter, the sales assistant chatted to some fashion vi...