Amy Hart knew from the moment she saw Edna Martinez that the brunette would be her subbie. Edna had that forlorn look all submissive lesbians have, knowing in their hearts that they only live to worship pussy, making their lives singularly focused, keeping them unhappy when they aren't in one of the innumerable positions from which they can practice their cr...
Fear. Embarrassment. Dread. Daisy felt a cocktail of feelings at the sound of Emma's voice. She had barely had time to process everything that had been going on since last night, and now a new wrench was being thrown in. Emma could not see her like this. No one could ever know what she had been doing to herself. She could see it now. Headlines across...
TUESDAY It's funny the little details you notice when you are bound and naked. My bedroom's ceiling fan spun lazily, pushing cool air around the room, the breeze reminding me that my bottom was exposed and up in the air. My Thai maid, Bee, stood by the bed, wagging her pretty brown bottom next to my head. Face down, my head was turned awkwardly to look at B...
Olivia flopped over, pressing her arm to her forehead. A headache drummed inside her brain, dubiously reminding her of the night before: the tailgating party turned into a postgame party turned into, well, she didn't actually remember. Fuck. Normally she was such a responsible girl, the sort to stay in and study an extra hour instead of partying the night be...
PART I. I was overwhelmed while doing my makeup. I had to concentrate on making sure my fingers didn't twitch, sending the blush in all directions. I was so turned on it wasn't even funny. When I finished, and then gave my hair a last look, I left the bathroom, and my very high heels clicked across my apartment floor and back into my bedroom. I looked in...
Kasey and Camille are favorites of mine. After you read this story, tell me, do you wish you were Becca? Thank you to Robert for your insightful comments. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any re...
Hello, there. My name is Charlene O'Brien. A five-foot-ten, lean and wiry young Irishwoman with long blonde hair and pale blue eyes. I'm twenty years old and currently reside in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a Probation Officer with the Brockton Municipal Court system. I'm openly gay, and live alone in an apartment in Brockton's South Side. This s...
Author's Note: Hey guys, I know that it's been such a long time, but I've been having a hard time just finding the inspiration to write this story, trying to figure out where to go from here. Thanks for your comments and patience with me and this story. As I have mentioned before, this is one of the last few chapters left and I will try to submit new series...
Janice was shaken out of her reflections of the previous night's events, by the doorbell. She wasn't in any shape for company. That is, any company apart from her Mistress who was due any minute. Janice was kneeling naked by her front door, wearing her collar, and wrist and ankle cuffs. The leash was attached to her collar and she was holding it in her mouth...
Summary: Bree seduces friend's conservative, sexy mom. (Originally written in 2016, revised in early 2019) Note 1: Thanks to Jedd for inspiring the story. Note 2: All characters are at least 18, yada yada, yada. Note 3: Thanks to: Robert, Wayne, goamz86 and Tex Beethoven for editing this story in 2016, and to Tex Beethoven for helping me add a fresh coat...