Jen had already felt her view of the world change several times over the last day. Just twenty four hours ago, she'd been a shy, reserved, girl off to visit a friend and now she was a submissive, a woman ready, eager, to willingly give herself to another woman, to proudly accept her slavery. Realising that she and Mistress shared a connection beyond what she...
I step out of the limousine and into the sodium-yellow of the city lights. Dressed to the nines: sequins and lace and sheer silks. Shoes that cost hundreds, with a heel that I can barely walk in (let alone dance in) but without which the look would be incomplete. Because the point is not function. The point is the form and fit. It's like a hundred other ev...
As I awoke the next day I woke to the sight of Nikki smiling at me. I didn't know what to say my first thought was oh my god did I really have sex with Crystal little sister Nikki. As I gathered my thoughts Nikki kissed me and without even thinking about it I kissed her back. As we broke our kiss Nikki traced her fingers across my pussy making me twitch as s...
I Opened Her Diary and I Read It -- Don't Judge Me -- You Don't Know the Story Yet PART FOUR of FIVE There are things in this world words fail to adequately describe; they—at best—can only speak of the shadow of the thing. I can tell you "the bird soared," and we will have an understanding, but those words do not come close to describing the flow, the grac...
I had just finished my last semester of college and landed a great job at Garston's Preparatory. I would be the new PR person. I was surprised be getting the offer so soon after graduation, but the old PR person had suddenly found out that she had cancer, and decided that her health was more important for the job. So I went in and interviewed, and well the r...
The crowd in the Gentleman's club was almost as obnoxious as the thick acrid cloud of smoke that hung about the noisy room. My cheeks burned a painful awkward red from the torrent of emotions that waged war in my mind and heart. Regardless of my discomfort, I refused to give in to the desire to flee the club, head lowered with embarrassment. I couldn't belie...
One day she throws on a tight satin Dolce & Gabbana - high heels and a pashmina wrap, and grabs her Baschmakoff purse, and walks out. Her Rolls Royce shushes its way to locate her afterawhile, and leans in acquiescently as it approaches the spot where she is standing on the pavement. Angrily, she pulls off the million-dollar ring and casts it down to the...
As always in our daily routine, we get online in the morning, we chat together we wonder what each other is wearing, we tell each other that we miss each other and love each other, but I have another plan already in store. I go into my usual routine of telling you how grateful I am to have you as my friend and dream lover and that I would love nothing bette...
Amy Bass was a sexy twenty-two year old woman who now found her-self living in a strange town and married to a twenty-eight- year old workaholic... Amy and her husband had moved to a new town a couple of month's ago when her husband took on a new sales job with a new company. Her husband just left again for another week long business trip and the five-foot t...
It was Friday night, late February. Michelle wondered if she would be able to make it to March Break. She was in her first year of teaching, and she was exhausted. It had been a great year so far, but there were so many things to do, so many student needs to meet. Every time something went wrong or things didn't go according to plan, she suffered with self d...