"I hope you don't mind me being forward like this," said Rebecca Lafitte, bending forward over the sofa where she had installed Elle. It was so lovely to see the nearly twenty year old, naturally blonde daughter of her good friend Andrea Lenoir sitting there in her party outfit – a simple midi skirt and blouse, that made her look even younger than her ninete...
Chapter 6 A slave-girl joins the fun Six months later the divorce papers had been signed with the settlement agreed without the need for expensive lawyers. Miranda agreed with her mother for Geraldine to keep the house and her inheritance, which was a substantial amount. Geraldine, the important wealthy woman, was unable to make any contribution to the p...
Miranda led her new pet into the kitchen feeling very pleased with her progress after only a few hours of training. She had spent the past week searching the internet for ideas on how to humiliate the stuck up bitch when she accidentally came upon a pet-girl site. She loved the idea of blackmailing the wealthy woman into this humiliating role but hadn't be...
Thank you for your comments, ideas, thumbs up and down - they drive more of these stories and are very much appreciated. For readers that have read previous chapters, welcome back. If you are picking up this story for the first time, I try and write so you can jump in at any part. Sometimes more successfully than others. Either way, hope you enjoy it....
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** A triple taster I first met Leona three years ago. Over that time we've had various adventures, using different names in our stories, and a few of those tales have already been published. This tale mixes themes of domination, experimentation and sexual fluidity. We were still tr...
Beatrice Dawson is the name. I'm a tall, curvy and dark-skinned, beautiful Black woman in her mid-forties living in the city of Atlanta, Georgia. I am a professor of African-American Literature at Spelman College. These days, life is cool. I recently left my husband Dwight after I caught him cheating on me with a skinny white woman half his age. Twenty years...
"I just can't believe it." Lana sighed, slumping on the table, cradling her drink. "I mean, both of our relationships ending on exactly the same day, craziness!" "I know," I replied, half smiling about the odd timing of it all. Lana had been dating this nerdy programmer for a few months now. He was someone who if he had just stayed a geeky, sci-fi obsesse...
Chapter 3 - Hook Woke up, need a pee, where's the coffee? Kitchen, kettle, lounge, sit, drink. That quiet period before anything happens, the moment the coffee warms you up, wakes you up. I love this time of day and really needed it, this day especially. Beatrice and Tina woke up shortly afterward and brought their own coffees in. Their lipstick was still...
This is the final part of the "Consequences" series. It will make more sense if you read the other parts first. This chapter has some themes of mild punishment. It is a work of fiction and none of the characters is under the age of 18. As usual I would welcome any ratings, feedback or comments whether public or private via email. I always reply to emailed co...
Southern Nights 08. – Lounging. Yet another beautiful day saw the sun spreading its intense rays down over the village of Alvarez and the rocky coastline around. Only deep down in the horizon a few cumulus clouds could bee seen hovering faithfully over the sleeping volcano of Maracolar. The tiny draft from last night had grown into a refreshing morning bree...