You know my story. Or rather, you think you know my story. The story of the poor little girl whose mother died when she was young and her father remarried. Who became little more than a servant in her own home after the death of father. You think my fairy godmother or perhaps the spirit of my late mother in a tree blessed me so that I went to the ball and m...
"Kiki," I called down the corridor of the empty house, "Kiki." Kiki is my gentille alouette. She is normally such a sweet little lark: it is a delight to teach her little form, to educate her and to have her yield to my specific instructions. Her father has told her that she must be most attentive to my every instruction and who is she to disagree with him....
Amy, ex-bitchy prep and current Slave-Slut of the Mistress Veronica, suddenly woke up in the backseat of a car. She could just barely hear a song she had never heard before playing on the car's radio ("Demon of Love" by The Sharp Things) "Mistress?" Amy asked uncertainly. A voice came back, "Yes." "What's going on?" The cheerleader asked. The teacher res...
A warm spring afternoon greeted the students of Morris-Daye high-school as they spilled forth into the world as classes ended for the day. The hall quickly grew quiet within minutes, save for after school clubs and the athletes making their way to the gym or the sports fields. Half of the hallway lights automatically shut off within fifteen minutes of the fi...
The Visiting Student Kelly and Rachel have been dating for a month or so now. They've gotten together 6 or 7 times, sometimes at Kelly's place, sometimes at the other. Things have been going great for them from so many different angles; it's been a breath of fresh air, and they're both exceedingly happy. Right now, Rachel is on her way to Kelly's apartmen...
(Part 1 summarised - 18 year old Amanda has recently moved next door to a single lady in her mid thirties. Lonely and insecure after recent parental divorce and lack of stability in her family, Amanda proves interesting prey for our beguiling 'heroine') Part 2 - Home Territory ...Now what was I was saying before your deliciously round rear end so rudely in...
"Ms Holliday will be with you in a moment," the young Ms Dollar said cheerfully, motioning Samantha toward a nice leather chair arranged in the seating area of the headmistress's large, well-lit office. Samantha took a seat. "Would you care for some coffee or water or something while you wait?" Ms Dollar asked. "Some coffee would be great," Samantha said....
Jocelyn had just moved into Fran's neighborhood, in a back-split next door, and had been getting settled into her surroundings with her two other room mates. Jocelyn was nearly ten years older than the other girls of the house, but enjoyed their youthful exuberance. Her schedule was not conducive with the other girl's daytimers and found herself coming home...
And now, the conclusion to Linda's story. Yes, I know that the timing is a bit off compared to some of my other stories. In Mandy has some Fun her race was approximately 6-months after moving to Vegas. In this story, it takes place about a year after Mandy moves to Las Vegas. Sorry about that, but I just thought it would work better this way. Also tried to...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: If you like this story, please provide me your feedback and let me know it. Also, any input you have as to what you would like to see happen with these characters would be great. Finally, like Mary Katherine, I am looking for my Miss Violet, so if you are out there, I want to hear from you. * Day One... Mary Katherine slowed her BMW and pu...