Sindy leaned into the wet sink to relax her face as she gazed at the mountain of greasy plates. It wasn't allowed for the servant girls to let their faces tense up in case any of the guests, at this exclusive hotel, should chose that moment to look at them. Slowly Sindy breathed out to allow a smile to arrive on her lips just as the door behind her came cras...
I. BACKGROUND Traci was a tall slender blonde who had been my Mom's roommate in college. They'd stayed in touch and I kinda knew her from her short visits. She was apparently rather wealthy and traveled a lot. I'd never understood exactly what she did but it was somehow related to the classical music and jazz business. It was clear that Dad despised her - s...
It is the fourth day of August in the year 50, and I am bored. It isn't easy being the Pharaoh of our wonderful country of Egypt, but I have already been around the new pyramid, and seen that the building was going well, and my young husband Ptolemy has gone off somewhere. I'm so bored! I think I shall probably just call it a day and go for my bath now. I tu...
My name is Ash, or mistress as my servants call me. I live in a large mansion, filled with servants. I have 42 in all, each one more beautiful than the last. Their all here of their own account, and their only job is to please me. I, in return, give them a place to stay. My servants are treated well. They each get their own room in my enormous home. I love...
My name is Miranda Hill. A tall, red-haired and gray-eyed, forty-something white woman of Irish descent living in the city of Buffalo, New York. I'm openly gay, and work as a waitress in a restaurant. Life hasn't been easy for me since my divorce from my ex-husband Joaquin. I'm just trying to make it through the hell that is my daily life. Some things you ba...
This story is dedicated to my number 1 fan, Cassie. Thank you for all your support babe I stand up and take Femi by the hand. She follows without complaining, and I lead her silently to her bedroom. As she is my favoured servant I live her next to my room, but I fear that if I take her to my room the there's a chance that Ptolemy will come in and then I wil...
She has been naughty. The details of her misbehavior still discomfit me and I will not share them here. Suffice it to say her transgression covered both disobedience and disrespect. I could forgive either, with sufficient recompense, but not the combination. She must be punished. She knows this and she trembles now, kneeling over our bed. She is a pret...
She was a new hire and was already terrified of him. Good, that was part of his job. He was taking her through the mansion, introducing her to the various servants living and working below stairs. As he understood it, this would be her first position in a house. She would hopefully be a quick study. Hand picked by the Lady herself no less, he would be certai...
West of France, 13th century... Martine wanted the usual morning ritual of lectures, dance practice, and boring lessons to start, but she knew it was not to happen today. Today was when she was to be informed of her duty. For many months she had gone through the same routine with about a dozen other girls. She looked around the ornately decorated room at th...
"Blood is stronger than Law. One does not argue with Blood." -Anzaki Proverb Note: The Anzaki people were thought to be the first practitioners of blood magic. Scholars speculate that they were the progenitors to the Maji. The smells of spring, of pristine woodland and flowers ever in bloom took up residence in Emily's nostrils as she surveyed the th...