After an extremely long drive we finally make it to Ill., to The Gathering. We crawl into bed for a much needed rest. We know we will not get much, if any, over the next three days. After sleeping in for a little bit, we wake up refreshed and get dressed for the show. I am wearing shorts and a tank top that just covers my breasts but if I move and someone is...
My heart was pounding a mile a minute the night I met BethAnne (or I guess you could say the night I "bought" BethAnne). I had heard about the slave auctions at one of the famous S&M clubs in downtown New York City on a Friday night. I went there not knowing what to expect. There were an awful lot of weird characters there and I really felt out of place. I m...
Sarah's car was already in the driveway when I got home. I picked up my purse, stepped out into the warm late summer air, and took a deep breath. The smell of green filled the air, and I smiled. I took the steps to the porch two at a time, enjoying the feeling of my long, silk skirt sliding over my stockings. "Hey, baby," I called, breezing through the fron...
Hys hands found their way through the dark to Her hips, gripping them bruisingly as He entered Her roughly from behind. Her gasp of surprise changed to a moan of longing as She felt Hym enter Her. Hys voice was low, Hy mouth close to Her ear, when Hy spoke. "Don't wake Your boi, now; hy needs hys sleep." Her hips moved against Hys, slowly at first then with...
I smile as I recall December. I must have slept 2 hours the whole trip. Occasionally, I drift back and long to feel her skin against mine one more time. I allow myself to orgasm as I reflect back on all the times I watched her cum. Now that we've gone our seperate ways I can't help but imagine what would happen if our paths crossed again for one more night....
Hello! I'd like to say thank you to everyone who left a comment on the last installment of this story and especially to those who directly sent me feedback. I had intended to let that chapter be the last one but as people seemed to really want another one, here it is! Sorry for the long wait, but I hope you enjoy. ***** No one would choose terrible things...
The continuing tale of two women in love. "It's a red satin cincher with black stockings and hells. Red cami and tap pants. A nice English cincher with six garters as opposed to the American style with just four." Your voice was low, breathy, husky, enticing. You knew full well the effect your words were having on me. "I think the pants are a bit too much....
"There's my girls," Ali said when Sami and I walked into the house from the portico, beaming a smile at us. Sami and I had closed the gallery that Saturday afternoon and she grabbed a ride with me, since she had no vehicle. Walking towards us carrying a plate with seasoned steaks, she was heading for the back patio, towards the grill. Reaching with her mout...
I woke up with a loud bang! on my head. That is, I rolled over to the edge and ungracefully slipped out of the couch, leaving my face flat on the floor. Moaning, I slowly got up, shrugging off the blanket off me. I normally have 4-6 hours of sleep and, trust me, that's a blessing. After my family died, I had 3-4 hours of sleep each night. It's funny what on...
"UGH!" I huffed, tossing the paper across the table. The torn envelope lay at my feet, crumpled and forgotten as I sat in the stiff wooden dining chair. Tears finally reached my eyes as the heart wrenching sob took over my rib and chest, constricting and painful before I collapsed over the table. My arms lay out on the stable wood, the tears pooling under my...