As I sat on the sofa, I watched the last rays of the day's sunshine flicker through the equally golden fiber of the carpet at my feet. I stretched my foot into the warm sunlight. Suddenly a bird flew in front of the window pane and its shadow played across my feet. I've always hated waiting, and tonight was no different. Tonight I would meet Danielle, a "fri...
We arrived at my place safely and I took on the part of chauffeur opening the rear door and offering my hand to assist both from the back seat. Kay's nipples were totally erect and I assumed Francine's were just a hard. I closed the door and followed the two of them as they made their way to the lobby arm in arm. "Let me get the door." I said being the c...
A note from the author (Sapphicgranny): Dear readers, this is the fourth installment in the series of stories about Lydia and her young submissive lover Rita. I have received much positive feedback on the first three stories in the series and hope you also will like this one. The previous stories are: Chapter 1: The Subjugation of Rita Chapter 2: Weekend...
I could see it peeking out from behind her sweet smile and peppy nature. Sense it hiding beneath her nervous speaking and Pinkie Pie from My Little Ponies impression. Strength, toughness, and most of all, heart. Qualities which led me to hire her, when the decision was mine to make. She was young, but so were most of us in a company willed into existence b...
Hi, my name is Julie, I work as a security officer, and I drive men wild. Women too, if you want to get technical about it. There's just something about an athletic woman holding a night stick that gets people's blood running hot. I saw her the first time when she went into the building looking rushed, blond curls flying and business suit a little too wrink...
It was just one of those nights, when I wanted more than your average one-night stand could give me. I was really tired of one-night stands; literally, since such an event had occurred the night before, with an insignificant girl, whose name I couldn't even begin to remember, and despite all her better efforts, I had fallen on the bed, tired yet unsatisfied....
1. We were having coffee for the third time when things took a surprising turn. She said "You're very good at talking about the game of submission in this sort of academic way, that follows the stories you like to read; limits, safe words, theatrical dungeons, stone floors, chains, stylish leather wear, dramatic lighting, pain and release, a defined play t...
Chapter 1 I came out of the dry cleaners carrying an armload of garments and spotted my partner Carla McBain behind the steering wheel of my little blue Honda Accord waving her hands like there was a spider in the car. "Linda! Linda!" she called excitedly. "Come here! Quick!" I hurried over to her. "What's all the fuss?" "I was listening to the police sca...
The events depicted below take place just prior to and during the activities described in 'Your Silver Nights and Golden Days Parts 1 - 3'. *** It was a beautiful April day for a ride. Despite the hot sun, I was wearing my leathers. My short blonde hair was tucked up under my half-helmet. As I pulled off of Hawthorne Boulevard into the parking lot of Lisa'...
“Rasp, if you click your pen one more time, I am going to end you.” I glanced over at Ann, she was curled around her sketchbook, shooting me a glare. I rolled my eyes and clicked my pen again, sticking my tongue out at her. She let out a little huff, mumbling something and going back to her sketchbook. I didn’t press her to figure out what she said, going ba...