Simply being the only one naked makes me feel so alive... to be ogled, fondled, bound and displayed... my degree of aliveness was greater than ever in my life. So beyond naked, so owned, bound, displayed... the air on my skin, their eyes on my helplessly exposed nudity, and trickling love juices... I was brought to the table again but this time to kneel b...
"Your extra towels, Ms. Miller," she said, laying them neatly on the table near the pool. It was Kathleen's third day on the job. She was a maid for the upper class, and at the age of 36, her resume was already impressive. It included service for the financial elite, celebrities, and even a brief stint in the White House. Now here she was, working proudly...
The mélange of smells from within my shop wafted out to greet me when I opened the door. I breathed deep letting the damp smell of the city streets--a wet mixture of rain, exhaust and humanity--be washed away. As always the comforting scents of my shop reminded me of my home, my so far away home of Sikar. Specifically my Nani's house, when the summer rains w...
Thanks to the fan who suggested this storyline. Hope you enjoy. * * * * * * Sandra was amazed at how the last day and a half had changed her life forever. This twenty-year-old young woman who lived with just her father for most of her life had grown up a tomboy. Considering that she was the only girl of a mechanic, it made sense. She was five foot six inc...
Note: this story has a pretty long buildup before any erotic parts, though I hope the reader's patience pays off in the end. It's got a minor science fiction flavor to it and a small bit of fantasized non-consent, but nothing overwhelming if you're not into that sort of thing. ***** "Who here has experienced sensory deprivation?" The distinguished professo...
Eventually Doctor Riemen gave me permission to get up from my hands and knees. I was given the box that contained my personal effects and allowed to get dressed. It felt weird getting dressed in the main lobby, with the receptionist, and other Vineyard employees watching me, but the Vineyard is a strange place. They don't follow the same rules that we're ta...
Outside Vera's spa we stashed the bags in the trunk. When I ask about the garment bag lying flat across the flooring Candi explained that she sometimes had to change dresses between appointments or change from a modest street dress into her working clothes on the run. Pulling away from the curb she asked if I was hungry. "Yes, I could eat a horse." She gig...
Alice A sense of dread hung over me as Nicole and I exited the hotel room. It was the Friday after my own humiliating prom where I was so preoccupied with the latex and bondage elements hidden in the little mermaid's ball gown I wore that I failed to notice Nicole's true scheme, adapting the tulle of my dress to become transparent in the bright light of a c...
Synopsis: In Part 1 of “The Nudity of Lana”, 18-year-old Lana Cooper went for a hike through the Minniwaska Nature Preserve, only to discover a secluded trail reserved for clothing-optional hikers. Gathered a small swimming hole was a local nudist club called the Albany Women’s Naturist Society. One member, a woman in her thirties named Barbara, introduced L...
A very special thanks to the talented Alice_Rosaleen for her helpful feedback with this story as a beta reader, as well as to Grania2 for the inspiring anecdotes. *** I have a problem. Or rather, many problems, all very much alike. Sure, I'm attracted to girls that are attracted to me, but I'm hopelessly, madly, irresistibly attracted to straight girls-- a...