When alone with Helen, I felt calm and protected, even though I was nude, bound tightly, body-harnessed and face-harnessed with a large nose ring to humiliate me even further. Helen told me she needed to check in with me about how I felt about the newcomers, how I felt about being a sex slave 24/7 for real, and answer any of my questions. She added that wi...
An overseer came up on his horse...we could see him coming from a distance, so I had time to order Julia to resume wearing the field work rags. He was surprised to see me, a member of the patrician family, out there and even helping with the work. He became deferential, but I also saw the quizzical look on his face. I easily slid back into the personalit...
Eagerly awaited, here is the third part in The Mechanic series. If you haven't read part 1 and 2, I'd encourage you to read those first - things probably make more sense then. I know some of you can't get enough of Riley and Rowan, and you have had to be so patient for their journey to continue. You'll be pleased to hear that while writing part 3, I realised...
The perfect picture is never far away. *** Emmy was considered to be the most popular professor on campus. She had a certain way with students. There was a passion with what she did. And she loved teaching students. Among other courses, Emmy taught painting, sculptures, and photography. What she loved about art was the free expression. A person could bar...
This is my entry into SUMMER LOVIN STORY CONTEST 2011 so please remember to vote. Thank You and Enjoy! * After four years of going to school non-stop I finally have the summer off so my Uncle offered me his beach house. He basically just wanted me to take care of his house since he had forgotten to put it on the market to rent for the summer. It was a sim...
It was your typical Saturday afternoon at the comfortable loft where Donna Travers called home, with the successful young businesswoman enjoying her weekend by donning the khaki capri-pants and white artists's smock that she liked wearing while sketching her favorite young female model. That beautiful model, her blonde hair today in a stylish ponytail, was...
A few years ago, I broke a lot of taboos for my own pleasure when I got a surprise request from a friend. I was putting away some dishes in the kitchen one Thursday night in late November when the phone rang. I answered it. "Hello Frederika, it's Angela. Can we talk for a minute, dear?" "Sure. I haven't seen you since the fundraiser at the Indigo Cafe las...
The early morning light woke Bri from a sound sleep... she felt content as she relived the events of the night before. She stretched lazily and noticed the bed beside of her was empty. Was it all a dream? She lay quietly for a moment, hoping that the fantastic sex and the gentle, yet hard woman who had given it to her was more than just a dream. She heard l...
It was four o'clock on a sunny Friday afternoon and I was ensconced in a well appointed hotel room in Atlanta, Georgia. Full of nervous energy, and with my mind operating at what felt like warp speed, I was anxiously working through the journey that had brought me here on this warm September day. My name's Kate and I'm a thirty-eight year old married mother...
I was officially horny and desperate. At twenty-seven, sex was already a thing of my past. Long since were the days of going out on the town with girl friends, taking shots and screwing anything with two legs. Now, I was too busy answering phones and being ogled at all day long by the asshat of a lawyer I worked for. It paid well, don't get me wrong. I s...