"A little further apart puppet," instructed Nicole as she slowly caressed the inside of Alice's thigh. Alice simply straightened up in the seat and spread her kneels a little further apart giving Nicole, her mistress and girl friend, the greater access she desired. She had all but given up trying to maintain any form of decency while riding in the car with...
The good thing about the ship from Jaffa to Tilbury was that it was English, which meant that no pirates dared attack us; the English being the greatest of all pirates. The bad thing was that it was a ship. I have always hated sea voyages, and two months on a ship was a foretaste of purgatory, if not the entrance to hell itself. I suppose the fact that I co...
A sequel now then to my first-person present-tense "Redefining Punishment," with a short accompanying companion poem. *** October 11th, 8:36 a.m. It has been exactly five months since Mommy, p.k.a. Mistress Helen, has "adopted" me as her slave-puppy-daughter. I have since over this summer left any remnants of my past life behind. I am still essentially...
I sat in the passenger seat of the BMW. Every minute we drove I got more and more nervous. Erica's driving didn't do much to subdue my growing agitation. For the whole journey she drove at the highest speed the limit would allow. I sat desperately clutching the fabric of my seat every time a bend in the road approached. Until now I hadn't thought it possib...
Noelle was a 19-year old British University student in her second year of an English Major. With green eyes, long dark blonde hair, slim body and small but perky breasts she would have made for a model, had it been not for her diminutive stature. She had decided to spend a couple of weeks in the summer to visit the East Coast of the US. She especially wante...
Continuing the cunning, lingual education of Amanda: floral 'adoral' and a 'De Vere' punishment. * Dear reader, if you have followed Amanda's tribulations thus far, you should know by now that I, Jane Player, love a real sense of ownership. The moment when my conquest gives in to their submissive libido is a very precise joy. Each connection is accompanied...
Our car pulled up outside Mrs Kumila's substantial villa. It was, she had told me, paid for out of her husband's business but he saw little of it - spending most of his time in the Middle East. She was more than happy with the arrangement for it gave her the freedom to indulge her preference for Sapphic love. And so it was that we walked up the steps, hand i...
My first time was totally freaky, scary and exciting. All those emotions were all at the same time. That makes it so memorable that it will be in my thoughts and basis of my fantasies forever. I was on the volleyball team. We were pretty good. We won a lot more than we lost. It was high school, I'd just turned 18 and I’d made the varsity as an 11th grader....
Hello friends!! Welcome back to Smokey's corner, and to Saga #89. This is my first story with a non-English title. There are no French characters in it (if you'd like one of those, please read "How To Tickle A Girl Insane"); it's simply a borrowed phrase. Everyone knows what it conveys, but it actually literally translates to "Household to three." And the ch...
Jack & Sharon Williams were the perfect couple. Both were blonde, tall, athletic and good looking. They were always on each other's arms at parties and hosted many events for the local church. After renting for two years after their marriage, they had finally decided to make the big purchase: a home of their own. Jack was proving himself indispensable to t...