After writing my first story, I am now delivering on the follow-up. Actually the reason I wrote my introduction is so people would be able to see how I entered my current lifestyle. After college, I moved to New York City, several hours from my home and quickly became bored with the kinds of lesbian and bi girls I had met. None could compare to the type of...
My name is Miranda Hill. A tall, red-haired and gray-eyed, forty-something white woman of Irish descent living in the city of Buffalo, New York. I'm openly gay, and work as a waitress in a restaurant. Life hasn't been easy for me since my divorce from my ex-husband Joaquin. I'm just trying to make it through the hell that is my daily life. Some things you ba...
A Mistress and Charlotte Story. * This story is dedicated to BravoJamez who wanted to read a tale that featured Charlotte at school. This suggestion inspired me to take a different direction than the usual Mistress and Charlotte stories, something a little deeper and more emotional. Thanks for the idea and I hope it's a worthwhile read. * Other Mistress...
Janice was shaken out of her reflections of the previous night's events, by the doorbell. She wasn't in any shape for company. That is, any company apart from her Mistress who was due any minute. Janice was kneeling naked by her front door, wearing her collar, and wrist and ankle cuffs. The leash was attached to her collar and she was holding it in her mouth...
Sarah touches my face and lips as she is now looking at me from her position on the mattress. I smile at her but see that her thoughts are elsewhere, and that I really am not registering in her mind. I see her eyes flutter and hear a soft gasp along with a gentle rocking on the bed. Looking down, or rather up, I see Sarah's legs folded up to her chest with...
This is the homework of my slave Gabi. My name is Gabi. I'm from Austria (a German-speaking country near Germany). My Mistress ordered me to write down this story. As a matter of fact this is not really a story – as it is not fictional. This is the description of my first meeting with My Mistress. Mistress Cornelia is my Mistress. I'm one of her slaves and...
I heard the sound of her heels as they circled around me once, twice, three times before stopping in front of me. I was kneeling there on the carpet just as I'd been taught: my legs spread, palms face up, head bowed, and eyes downcast. I knew how disappointed she was with me as I was disappointed in myself for failing her. My mistress, my beloved, had caugh...
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...
I followed the mistress into the low stone room, behind me followed the slavegirl.. Dressed in an extremely tight & small French maid outfit, made out of some artificial fabric that looked & felt like a cross between silk & plastic. About her hung the pleasing odour of sexual need & her slippery inner thighs squelched as she trotted after us. Her ankles were...
Dinner Party Mystery A Girl Friday, Risk Versus Reward crossover story. * Author's Note It's been a while since Mistress Natasha and the lovely Charlotte and Juliet have had a new story. Now they have a series. If you're at all familiar with this trio, you know the kinky fun they get up to. If not, I would suggest you read Girl Friday, The Third Whee...