John, my husband of twenty years, pulled his head out of the newspaper one morning at breakfast and out of the blue said, "I think you should hire a maid for you-personal attendant, so to speak." It was one of the few times a month he was home for breakfast and one of the even fewer times he actually started a conversation with me. I held my toast in mid-ai...
Jessica and Julie have had a Mistress/Slave for five years. Three as college roommates and 2 since. Jessica has dominated Julie from the first. Both are 25. Jessica is the smaller and looks younger then she is and has blond hair. Julie is taller and has brown hair. Their relationship is not hard core, Julie is just a pussy pleasing slut. They kept the slav...
Calliope explained that there had been a fresh influx of slaves at the market, and that she liked to choose those for the Seraglio; she suggested that I might enjoy the trip, saying it would be a treat. Since arriving in Istanbul, I had not left the Topkapi Palace. As it was the size of the village I had spent my life in, plus some, that was not quite the h...
Latasha decided to sleep in. Betsy sipped her coffee and thought about how much her life had changed in the last few months. She was out of school, working her first job, moved out of the apartment she shared with her mother, and she not only experienced sex for the first time but it was with a woman! Now she had tasted several women and was living with a bl...
Heather had just graduated high school and the eighteen year old girl was thinking about College when her mother came home early from her job at the bank. Heather asked, "Why are you home so early mom?" Her mother Carol replied, "I got laid off and it couldn't have come at a worse time. The job market is tight and we are really in danger of losing the house...
I ran away from friends, activists, and reporters who were surrounding me, and headed for the room where they kept Raana in the hospital. As the first lesbian couple to get a legal marriage in our small town, we have been on the news even before today's incident, and I was already fed up with the annoying reporters or the activists who wanted to turn our pla...
I had made it through my first day as a maid for my new mistress, and was laying in my bed staring up at the ceiling. Asleep in the bed next to me was Haley, the other maid in the home. I had met Haley this morning, and by the afternoon she'd almost licked me to completion. She would have too, if Mistress had allowed it, but she never did. Thinking about the...
Sangitta slept very well wrapped in the arms of Indira and she would have slept for a lot longer had her phone not beeped her awake. She wearily opened her eyes and sat up in bed. She made herself comfortable with the pillows behind her back and then she reached for her phone. It was a message from Julie. She had almost forgotten about poor Julie after the...
"Everyone starts with one hundred IQ points," I said, handing the bag to Fiona. "Only a hundred?" She examined one of the polished copper pennies. "I'm one-fifty at least." "It's symbolic," I explained. "One hundred or more and you're your normal self. Zero or less and you're a total bimbo. It's not just intelligence, either. It's also focus and inhibition...
Sometimes I took a certain perverse pleasure in chiding Gretchen in front of guests, but on this occasion I was genuinely irritated. Or I thought I was!!!" Normally neat enough in her movements, discreet and self-effacing, Gretchen upset the cream jug on the coffee table dangerously near to the elegant knees grouped around it. I angrily ordered her to get a...