Chapter 3 Madeline floated in the air, looking down on Jessica’s unconscious body. When Jessica woke up, she would have endless questions, and Madeline had no idea what she should do! She thought that she could ask for help from the one person who would know what to do. Emilia? Are you there? Madeline projected out. Always sweetie, what’s up? Madeline h...
***DISCLAIMER*** This story contains mainly foot fetish content. It's also my very first story, so if you decide to read, I hope you enjoy! * Chapter 1 It was a calm night outside Madeline's window. She sat on her apartment's couch alone, for her roommate Jessica was out for the night. Madeline was a petite redhead, only about five feet tall, with a ver...
My smartphone is still clutched in my fingers, if it were a living being it would have died from asphyxiation. "So... are you going to continue to choke your phone or, are you going to tell me what your guidance counselor said?" "Uh... She said I have 25 minutes to be at work." I said tossing my phone on the couch and making my way to my bedroom. My sanctu...
Miranda was suspended like a piece of fruit in figurative jello, seeing something she couldn't believe, and feeling the whole world around her melt into slow motion. Perspiration beaded against her forehead, and her nipples tightened with fear as the low bass of her pulse throbbed wildly in her clit. Standing jello-glued in the doorway, she was too far away...
Bree was naughty. Shy. But naughty. It was one very good reason for liking her as much as I did. I liked to turn her on. I liked to exploit her. I decided to take her shopping. The objective: To see how tuned on I could get her, how bad she could be, how many people she could "innocently" expose herself to, and how many of those incidents I could...
Bette squealed to a stop in front of the Soda Shoppe and cut the engine. Lorraine waved out at the red convertible and pushed her Coke across the counter to the waitress who'd come on when her lunch shift ended. She'd hardly touched it. Lorraine got up from her stool and tried to look interested but not eager. She straightened the back of the pencil skirt...
"Welcome to The Ring of Hope," trills Ms Grayling in her sing-song voice, "where we keep our minds pure, our hearts full of hope and our bodies..." she looks down from the church hall's tiny stage, her brown eyes flicker over a few of the girls in the front row, resting a moment on Fiona's large breasts, "...unsullied," she finally says, with a queasy, simpe...
Chapter 1 Warm up and stretch. At 7.30 in the morning it was already too hot and I was finding it difficult not to fidget as sweat trickling down my back pooling between my butt cheeks and soaking into the top of my electric blue running shorts. I had recently started to run the trail path of NYC's Van Courtland Park with my friend Jessie. An older Domin...
At the bar on a crowded early Friday night, Lauren sat across from Julia at a private booth away from all the mingling couples, watching all the other women at their table suspiciously. She leaned back on her left elbow to take in the crowd that Julia assured would be discreet. But that didn't matter really; Lauren was perturbed at her first encounter in wha...
I hate getting lost in the car and lost I most certainly was. I had been traveling through wooded roads for hours it seemed (okay, not really) looking for Camp Cheer-Lee-Dah where I was to begin as a summer instructor. My GPS, handheld, not built into my old small sedan, seemed to be taking me through one small road to another deeper in the woods. I'm pretty...