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...
All characters are over 18 - BSDM themes . ***** The next morning, I wake up too early full of nervous energy. I take a deep breath start working through my to-do list. I prepare the herbal cleanse and head into the bathroom. I put on an ASMR video to try to relax but even the coma inducing calm isn't helping. Breathe, clear my mind...fuck it...I've neve...
THE TALES OF PRIYA, a lesbian paranormal fantasy. Part 1: Awakening the Slut Within This is a story of an 18-year-old half-Warshari, half-Witch, who starts waking up to her life. Her name is Priya. She is 5'7" 135 pounds, 34C-28-34. She is fit and works out every day. Her urges have always been towards girls even though she tried dating a guy, but she felt...
The last song was finished and the crowd at the venue was cheering around her. Bee held up her guitar high above her head and leaned into the mic, "Thank you so much for having us Austin, good night!" The crowd roared back in response and Bee gave a few waves before stumbling away from the stage with her band. It had been night after night after night on t...
Gwen and Domenique took their first sips of coffee that morning, corrupting the lingering taste of each other's pussies and the toothpaste they'd brushed with earlier. The lovers, deciding to avoid returning to the corner booth they sat in the first time they'd been in the diner together, took two stools at the far end of the counter. It was busy that Sunday...
Mrs. Taylor woke up feeling refreshed and well. Previously, she'd had a few problems sleeping after some of her earliest encounters but her then boyfriend, now husband, helped her deal with that. She got out of bed, used the bathroom and wondered down to the kitchen. Mrs. Taylor felt slightly uneasy about her night with Michelle. The girl was almost complet...
Speaking the obvious: It would help greatly if you read the first part of the story before getting into this one. This is for Donna – friend, adviser, editor, muse. A few days passed before I heard from Margaret again. She filled me in with the information about the New York conference. I would be flying to New York on Tuesday of the following week and stay...
The entire thing could be seen from her position. The leaves whispered to each other in the slight wind, and the half moon melted over her. A cat hissed on the grass many feet below. The man looked dangerous, and Lexi knew he had a gun. That’s how he’d forced her from his car and up into her apartment. He’d bound her to the four-poster bed with blood red el...
This is the second installment of the Requiem chapters, transitioning into a new stage of development for the story. Please, it is probably quite different than the image you concocted in your mind, or perhaps it hit the nail on the head. In any case, I hope you enjoy the outcome of this first chapter via the new segment. Cheers! * The music within the boo...
This is the final instalment in the Salt & Vinegar series. It's also a bit longer, so settle in. While the other chapters are stand-alone stories, this one ties together many of the threads from the previous three. I suggest reading them first if you haven't done so already. Thanks to Warrior_Wolf once again for her valuable editing work. Enjoy. --------...