It would be closing time soon. I wanted to go home as soon after closing time as I could, feed the bird take a hot bath and go to bed. The bell chimed to signal a customer. She walked in on a broken heal. "Please, I know you are closing but I broke a heal and need a pair of shoes. I can be fast." I could not say no to her big ,round eyes. "OK," I said, "what...
My life was changing. I had been a moderately successful fashion model who had suddenly become a minor celebrity by having my head shaved and appearing as the ancient Egyptian queen Nefertiti in a series of ads and appearances about a new cosmetic line. For a few months I was almost an object of worship for those who were fascinated by my bald head. At firs...
As Jen stood there, her body stretched between floor and ceiling, she realised that Mistress' earlier actions had been merely preparation for what she was undergoing now. She had never been bound before this afternoon but now her body was already accustomed to the experience it was going through. She could feel the strain in her muscles, from her splayed leg...
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It was my last summer before I left home for good. Of course, I didn't know that then. I just thought I'd be going off to college and then coming back home for the summers, just like my older sister and her friends did. It never occurred to me that I wouldn't be welcomed back. But, that is a story for a different day. The bad memories are better left alone....
The door swings open and Michelle rushes in. Caitlyn barely twitches as she sits on the couch flipping through channels on the television, a bowl of candy sitting before her now primarily full of wrappers. "Hey, those were for the children, Cait." "I only ate the Kit-Kats." "Yeah, those are the best ones. Do you want us to have the worst candy on the bloc...
I am a 40 year old typical soccer mom who leads a pretty conventional life. My stories are based on my fantasies. Most deal with the humiliation of older women by younger women, in the style of my favorite authors such as Cowgirl, Couture, Phoenix Arrow and Jane Parks. I hope you enjoy this story. It's dedicated to my favorite Puerto Rican bitch Miss Peache...
Long, flowing tresses forming a curtain of hair down her back. That's how Caroline profiled herself in Internet Chat rooms. She was proud of her long hair, and was careful to keep it trimmed at the ends, shiny and well-conditioned. At school the boys had thought it incredibly sexy. But, to tell the truth, now she had no interest in boys, well..... To Shona,...
We are in a taxi. I am snug and warm beside you. On this occasion, I am wearing a long black hooded cloak. That's all - just a long black cloak. I'm sure this means that a nice surprise is awaiting me. I'm leaning against you, resting my head on your lap, feeling your wonderful fur coat soft against my skin. The taxi driver is used to our evening excursi...
I wait on the sidewalk and pull the hood of my raincoat tight. I can feel my hair frizz in the humidity. The heavy door opens and hits the side of the building with a thunk. The photographer clutches her phone to her ear and brusquely motions for me to follow. I try not to eavesdrop. The sound of our shoes echo through the empty hallway. The photographer...