The big house had loomed over the village for two hundred years or more. The landscape was flat, and it sat atop the only piece of rising ground like a faintly sinister guardian angel. It was viewed more with reverence than with fear by the villagers. It dominated their lives as a benign but uncertain presence. Sophie had known it all her short life. She ha...
The morning broke brilliantly across the countryside, striping Rosebud's face with beveled shadows. She stretched and grinned as she moved her fingers down to her sticky pussy, remembering the touch of Velvet's tongue. She wished that she could turn over and see Velvet sleeping next to her, that she could rub her face in her soft black hair, that she could f...
This story is an homage to Mistress_Christine and her wonderful stories from the lesbian country. ***** As I come to the bridge of the flagship 'Angela Merkel', Seawoman Carter announces "Admiral on the bridge." The captain, ship's engineer and sailing master turn from their discussion and greet me. If you met Captain Sue, as she prefers to be addressed,...
"Mrs Wilson in Room 11 will love you!" exclaimed Nicola with a laugh. Katie turned around and saw the wide smile on Nicola's face. "What do you mean?" asked Katie, a confused look on her face. Nicola said nothing and leaned against the staff room counter top holding her mug with both hands and took a big sip of her tea. Katie was sat down opposite Nicol...
Prologue At a five-star luxurious hotel in the heart of downtown Montreal, Henri, the Head Concierge, is making sure that everything is perfect. As he entered the penthouse by opening the elegant 8-foot high stained solid core double doors, he can see Jacques, the Sommelier, putting away dozens of wine and champagne bottles on the wooden wine racks for the...
How in the hell had I ever let my so-called friends get me into this mess? I guess alcohol might have been a factor. You know how it goes; you're sitting with a few friends munching on enough junk food to put the Budweiser Clydesdales into a diabetic coma and sucking down beer. Do you have any idea how nasty beer and sugarcoated spice gumdrops taste together...
Fun though visits to my mother-in-law now became, life was not, alas, all wine and roses, or even whining and rosy bums. There was the serious business of politics to be carried on. I know (and Lady Cecily made the same point often) that was Archie's job, but my husband was busy at the Foreign Office, where his trips abroad seemed, for some reason, to requi...
I was surprised when Lady Jennifer said I was to accompany them when they went to take Captain Sue and the Admiral to the ship. I'd never even seen a real ship, just the pictures in Captain Sue's den. After the tour of the ship, as we stood by the stairs from the dock (called the gangway) I couldn't believe it when Lady Jennifer gave me to Admiral Beautiful...
Laying in the hospital bed, Jess thought back to when she had first met her Mistress, she remembered the day as if it were yesterday... Walking up the walkway through the gardens up to the castle's door, Jess felt a slight apprehension and nervousness tingle up her spine. Before she had decided to come here, she had gone out and bought what she felt to be m...
She stepped through the dingy glass door into the shop, the soft tinkling of the overhead bell alerting the owner to her presence. "Kori, is that you?" "It's me, Mrs. Grossman." "Running late today. Kept you at the hospital, they did?" Kori smiled. Sometimes trying to decipher Mrs. Grossman's Jewish came close to having a conversation with Master Yoda. S...