Early 2009 was a strangely frustrating time for Nikki Sanderson as she was feeling really pissed off with her life even though she was quite busy and making good money. Her numerous boyfriends had so far never seemed to quite gel with her and she had struggled to really enjoy her time with them as much as she had hoped it might being a true romantic. She c...
I told myself I was going to study the culture of a lesbian club. I'm an anthropologist so it made sense. I'm not sure why I felt I needed an excuse, though. I came out while I was attending college in Minneapolis in the 90s, and I've spent a fair amount of time at gay and lesbian bars. Maybe I needed a reason because I'm not normally someone who goes out on...
Nothing was next, well, nothing at first. After the swingers party, my hormones continued to flow and I felt like I did as a horny adolescent. Ted was the same old boring Puritan in bed. I found myself running to the bathroom after he finished his dozen strokes and pleasured myself into a self induced orgasm. Spring turned to summer and I was a model mom...
Chapter Four: After One Year, Mistress Remembers Back Part 1: Three Mall Adventures Over the next 10 months, a routine was set at the estate of Miss Casandra Hall and her slaves, Lara and Tara. Mistress likes to plan and organize. And Mistress setup a schedule for the each day. Monday through Friday, the schedule is as follows. The two slaves wake up at 5:...
Jennifer sat in her car thinking, "Do I really want to go in there?" "There" was an Adult Bookstore. She was in a rough area of town, an area she had never been to before, to visit this Adult Bookstore. She wanted to surprise her husband Bill but was having second thoughts. Jennifer, a 23 year old petit blond with a perfect body, thought, "Damn it. I alway...
I was seriously bored. Don't get me wrong, I loved my wife, Sarah, and being her little housewife was an erotic treat. I loved outfits with short skirts and briefer briefs, and the hot sex was wonderful. I enjoyed the writing, and the Agent liked the historical novel series I was producing; but I was bored. I blamed the Government. Six months earlier, the D...
"Cunt" "Say it again!" "Cunt" "Again!" "Cunt!" "Now shout it!" "CUNT!" "Good girl. Now look at this! What do you want me to do with it?" "I want you to fuck me in my c…c…c…cu…" Whack. I paddled Lola's arse. It smarted red. "I want you to fuck me hard, til I tremble, til I shout. I want that great big strap-on girlcock in my….my…my…CUNNY." Slap. S...
Before Veronica had become her mistress, Amy had been an unstoppable menace of a prep and an insufferable bitch. Never once in her life had she ever been effectively disciplined, she had almost invariably gotten what she wanted. Those days were over. Now Amy had fallen very far from that pedestal indeed. She had become a slave to Veronica's farts, all becau...
Melissa said the picnic was at the home of Vicki Shaw and her sub Dani. The drive would take about 30 minutes. The names sounded familiar and I thought I had met them at Lisa's Hideaway, but was not positive. They lived on a small ranch outside of town. The house was obviously old, but well maintained. In addition to the house, a barn sat to the left and bac...
Kara bit her bottom lip nervously as she approached Amy's house. It was late Friday evening and the sound of her feet striding along the sidewalk seemed to be the only sound in the usually busy town. Even the black sky above seemed to be casting an ominous tone on the events ahead. Kara was a stunning twenty three year old with straight raven hair that casc...