She steps into the room, taking your breath away. She is wearing a simple, nice pair of jeans and a snug white sweater. From your table in the corner the cold sends a chill up your spine. Or at least, that's what you tell yourself. She gives you a shy smile and sits down across from you. "Hey you..." she says, with far more confidence than she actually has....
Four Samba stood still as the white woman stepped out of her hut. She was very excited; her fingers kept touching the hard thing that encircled her neck. As every Amazon knew, that was a bulawa – and the woman had given her one! She lay down on her cot and closed her eyes, trying to remember. It had been a long time ago, many years before her grandmother w...
Bobbi shook her chestnut hair loose from the loose bun she wore during work hours before leaving and locking up. Outside the coffee shop, the air felt heavy, oppressive. Ominous black nimbuses blanketed the sky across the horizon blotting out the sinking sun. A flash of lightning in the belly of the clouds, electricity charging the already humid air and Bobb...
Agathe the Golden, shaking her full bodied blond mane, stood looking at Akantha tied between the two columns that stood in the center of the Council room, a leather gag in her mouth to keep her quiet. The ever insubordinate red headed Akantha, even now trying to speak through the gag...the latest incident came about as a result of Akantha's insubordinate beh...
When I was small my mother used to say that after God made me he broke the mould. She lied. There are thousands like me in every town and village and you can find us all waiting at the school gates every afternoon ready to pick up our two point four children and take them back to our identical new build boxes on the new estate in the leafy suburbs in the nic...
Fiona's story. I was totally bored with my job so when Fleur appeared at the head of my queue it was a welcome distraction. We'd been sort of friends at school but had gone our separate ways since then. I don't think she ever realised it, but I had a secret crush on her for most of our school days. I admit I was a stroppy bitch in those days, probably more...
I thoroughly enjoyed writing my first story on submissive lesbian love. Here is the next part with Bella and Michelle. This story stands on its own, but I highly recommend that you read Part 01 first. As with all my stories, this will feature BDSM as Bella takes Michelle to new levels of submission introducing her to the club scene. .... As Michelle awake...
Don't read this if you're under 18. I decided to move the 5th part of the 'Diana' saga into the Lesbian section, as no men appear in the story, although it is still BDSM oriented. It will, however, make more sense if you've read the other 4 parts. It's all fantasy. I was established now as Helen Barrington's principal slave, and my place in her household w...
June Claymore stood in front of the stove, trying to force herself to concentrate. Just a few more minutes and then, finally, she would have her day all to herself, at least until 4:00 or so, when Dan came home from school. Right now, though, she was in the worst time crunch of the morning, hustling one kid off to middle school and the other one--her daughte...
Mistress gives a girl recovery time, so she went to the Hutch to share skin with rachel. Rachel's jewel was shining in her door and she was stretched out watching a vid when the door admitted a girl. This girl flopped next to her honey-colored body and rachel turned to this girl, our arms twined, our legs locked, and we curled around each other like puppie...