The "garden" was a beautiful rose garden. Picture a row of roses about six feet wide surrounding a large square, grass-covered center that could seat about 50 guests. There was one entrance to the square center of the garden from the outside. A trellis stood at outer edge of the roses. A red carpet covered the walk from the trellis, through the roses and to...
Scenario; We are staying at a high class hotel in London. I am trying to repay for my mistakes, and I am currently in punishment. 15:00 We check in, and shown to your room. We walk in, close the door, and I stand there, staring at the floor, waiting until you give me an order. You go and check out the room, and when you have explored enough you come back...
I spent the rest of the day busying myself with various mundane tasks. I realised that some extra security might not go amiss I phone a Ms Nora on the recommendation of a good friend. She was a woman with tech expertise and we discussed installing CCTV cameras and security alarms. I decided that a mixture of discrete and obvious cameras would be a good idea....
Sangitta arrived home and got out of the taxi and entered the front room. She knew given the time that her father would be tucked up in bed and she also suspected that her mother would be up waiting for her to come home. She entered the front room and true enough her mother was sat there nursing a cup of tea. Her mother looked at her and asked. "Did you ha...
"I abhor unjustified cruelty but a crime cannot go unpunished as I am sure you will agree. When you were thrashed did your last Mistress use your bottom?" "No Miss. I rebelled before she got that far Miss." "Good, then we will make use of that. You understand what this punishment is for and why it is necessary?" "Yes Miss." "I think 24 strokes will suffi...
Author's note: As you can probably figure out yourselves, English is not my mother tongue, so please don't be too harsh with criticism on that front. Constructive criticism on the storyline is always welcome. ***** On the outside, the hotel looked traditional, as if it was a small, family-owned business in the outskirts of the town. It even had a front de...
This story is a slower burner than the first two chapters. It shifts the plot in response to some personal comments to the author, so less 'wam bam' more 'thank you ma'am'. lol. So, at the end of Part 2 of this story, Clarissa had released Jessica from the humiliating ritual she claimed the group had enforced upon her. IN this chapter, Clarissa recounts the...
It's more than just a job. * Chapter 1 "Oh Mistress, I love your fingers in my pussy!" I was moaning as I felt yet another of her fingers joining in on the stretching of my insides. In truth it did hurt a bit, but it was a good hurt, the kind that tests your limits and gets the endorphins pumping. Now, if I could just fit her thumb in too, that would be h...
"Ekaterina!" I jumped as my mistress entered the kitchen, her heels clacking on the floor. I turned the water in the sink off and began drying one of the two tall glasses I had been washing. Then, smiling, I turned to her. "Yes Mistress Lena?" She stopped in front of me, cocking one hip and crossing her arms over her wonderfully buxom chest. "How are yo...
Professor Angela O'Neil removed her glasses to rub tiredly at her eyes. Continuing a ritual she had already completed many times this afternoon, she turned her head to glance out the tiny window. It was fully dark now, the only light coming from the campus lights reflecting off the thick blanket of snow. Dark and dreary when she arrived in the morning, dark...