In the days that followed Tammi's orientation session, I'd had a lot of time to mull over my actions and the changes that had taken place in me. In less than six weeks, I had taken part in four intensive sexual encounters. I began to wonder if I were becoming obsessed with sex, or just trying to find my way or what? I was less than two weeks away from the sc...
Chapter Three: Exploring Their New Home and the Woods When the gate opened, Miss Casandra Hall drove through, watched it close and continued down to the house. The driveway is a long one since it is a large estate and takes a couple of minutes to get to the house. It is a large house, the renovation work is complete. She pulls the car to a space and parks....
I was beginning to enjoy the fact that Kelly ordered for me when we ate out. She told me that once she was satisfied that she knew my likes and dislikes, my opinion would no longer be solicited. She even warned me that she would, on occasion, order what I didn't like, especially if I were being punished. After a leisurely meal, we headed home. As we pulled o...
Author's note: My apologies to the readers for the delay in writing the follow up to this story which I created in 2011. I am grateful to those of you who emailed and encouraged I continue the story of Kristin and submit other stories. I hope this is a good follow up and I appreciate everyone's patience... Watchdawg ***** Chapter 3 It was dark in her do...
Subject: Human pets, Lesbian, Domination, Urination, Bondage ***** Having recently moved from across the Atlantic to America Yelene was alone, friendless and quite poor. She was studying in America, contrary to popular opinion most Russian women did not come to America to become mail order brides or hookers, Yelene was a well-educated, respected professi...
Visitor. Alarm woke me up at 6:30am, as usual. I had 1.5 hours to get everything ready for my Mistress's morning. I went to shower, washing my hair and body. Wiped myself with towels. I blow-dryed my hair and dressed up in to maid uniform: short black dress with white apron and black stockings. A little bit makeup and I was ready. Ready to serve. It was jus...
I went to my studio and sat at the computer. It was not possible to work under these circumstances. I sat there, staring at the screen saver. After several minutes, I listlessly clicked on Mozilla Firefox, then typed "butterfly tattoo Laura" in the Google search box. Surprisingly, I got an immediate link to site named "Love Unbound." Clicking the link, I was...
Alice lay passively on the couch, her back pressed against Nicole's breasts and her bare ass pressed against Nicole's denim cover crotch, one of Nicole's arms wrapped possessively around her waist while the other roamed freely over her body. All the while Alice could do nothing as her hands were secured with the lacing on the back of her dress; a punishment...
Chapter 53 Indigo's Tales -- Part 2 The afternoon was bright, though there was a cloud cover that sent shadows rolling slowly across the rolling hills of Crown Ridge Cemetery. The gathering around the open grave included dozens of nurses from University Hospital who had taken the afternoon to pay their respects to Valerie Seeburg, who had died a week earli...
Author's note: as with much of my work, this cautionary tale bridges the gap between D/s and romance, so please be prepared for a little light power play here and there. My thanks, as always, to Lisa Jones for editorial support; and to Halcyon Flux for encouragement in general and brainstorming those pesky desires in particular. If anyone is wondering what a...