I awoke the next morning before Mistress Elizabeth and managed to quietly slip out of bed without waking her. After using the toilet I padded down the passage on bare feet to the end door. I opened it slowly to hopefully avoid any squeaks, switched on the lights and gazed in awe at the dungeon and its equipment. I remembered the gynecologist’s examination c...
Anneka masturbated her cunt gently, the warmth and rocking motion of the coach adding to the sexual excitement she was already feeling. She was on the way to stay for the weekend at her friend Emma's house -- but not with Emma, with her Mum Debbie, Mrs Fraser, or 'Mrs F', as she had taken to calling her. She liked that! This had all started a few weeks ago....
Chapter 2 : Pixie. I suppose a little scene-setting is overdue. When you came through my door, you found yourself in a bare windowless anteroom: one wooden chair, one set of drawers; plain lino floor; no pictures or mirrors; no shades on the light bulbs. To the left a door led into the headmistress' study, which did have windows but the curtains were alwa...
My husband is home with the kids and thinks I'm on an overnight work trip. He doesn't know I'm really two hours from home pulling into your driveway, eager to explore our new relationship even further. Even though you're three years younger than me you've done a lot of living in your 32 years and have much to teach me. It's late when you meet me at your fr...
I was only twenty three when my identity was stolen. They used it to buy illegal things. I got charged for it. I had no way to prove that I wasn't the one buying all this shit that they said that I did. I don't even fully no what I "bought", because of security issues. The judge was a hard-ass dyke with no mercy. I didn't have a chance. I was charged with th...
The postman dropped the package through my letter box on a Wednesday morning. It had arrived just as Samantha had said it would when we last exchanged emails the day before. I picked it up, checked that the postmark read Ealing Broadway, as Sam had said it would, then dashed upstairs with it. With trembling fingers I ripped open the plain brown packet and o...
Dean woke up at exactly seven o'clock, his mobile phone making a very soft 'chirp'. It was set to be off until seven in the morning. The sound had been a message being released. 'That'll be Debbie,' he thought. She usually texted early on Friday afternoon to set up a fucking session for the weekend. He'd been quite surprised not to hear from her. But before...
She had this look, a look of wanting more, needing more. I could see the hunger in her eyes. They pierced through me like a well sharpened knife. Her touch was soft as we sat on her sofa. I knew what it was that she wanted and it would be only a matter of time before she took it from me. She lusted to be touched like no man had touched her before. All her d...
It was last period of history class at Franklin High School. Jennifer Robbins was the history teacher giving a lecture as she walked around the classroom. At 26 she was relatively new to the school having only been there for a year. She had long golden blond hair and beautiful green eyes. She wore a red blouse showing her C cup breasts and a black skirt goin...
New Year's Eve was always something I looked forward to with mixed feelings, as I felt obligated to be social while everyone else got increasingly drunk. Neither the former, nor the latter appealed to me very much, and so I had turned the end of the year into something relaxed and quiet for me and my loved ones, ever since I'm living alone. 2016 is no exce...