This story follows on from another, It Turned on a Tango, which you can find in my profile. It was the time when Eli had been coming to stay with me over weekends for several months. Her marriage had become more or less dysfunctional and, since it had quickly become too stressful for her to maintain the deception over her relationship with me, she'd decided...
I sat there looking at the advertisement for what must be the 100th time. I don’t know why I bothered reading it because I knew it off by heart. “Spanking Services for Ladies only by mature, experienced. caring and understanding Auntie/Domme. First timers especially welcome. Make your fantasies come true. Contact Elizabeth and the phone number. God! I was...
We finally made it back to our room after our long day on land. I noticed all the stuff that Terry had bought me. I didn't realize she had spent so much. Terry went over and pushed some of the clothing she had sent back to our room so she could sit down. I may have been hungry but I was hungry for Terry for no sooner had she sat down then I jumped on her kis...
(Part 1 summarised - 18 year old Amanda has recently moved next door to a single lady in her mid thirties. Lonely and insecure after recent parental divorce and lack of stability in her family, Amanda proves interesting prey for our beguiling 'heroine') Part 2 - Home Territory ...Now what was I was saying before your deliciously round rear end so rudely in...
Part I -- Looking Back "Amanda Mountford," I enthused, "sometimes you really need to be appreciated." Looking back now, Amanda, I have to say your response was disappointingly confined to a muffled grunt; but I could forgive that. After all, your mouth was rather full at that moment. How could one not be generous, indulgent even, to one who is as intently...
The tattoo on her ass read "MISTRESS PLEASE SPANK ME!" in bold black letters. There was a lock enclosing them in the shape of a heart and the rest of her bottom was covered in fading bruises. Looking up, I blushed furiously when our eyes met. She was younger than me, probably in her early twenties, rather petite and very pretty. She smiled cheekily at me and...
After the front door shut a hushed stillness filled the room. I sat for long minutes re-living moments from the day while Rose's head still rested on my thigh and I idly played with her hair. Eventually something, I'm not sure what, brought me back to reality and I nudged Rose back to wakefulness. "Come and sit up on my knee," I told her. A little shakily s...
"Ms Holliday will be with you in a moment," the young Ms Dollar said cheerfully, motioning Samantha toward a nice leather chair arranged in the seating area of the headmistress's large, well-lit office. Samantha took a seat. "Would you care for some coffee or water or something while you wait?" Ms Dollar asked. "Some coffee would be great," Samantha said....
Chapter 02 The woman is caged Lee Ann had to do something. What had started out as an embarrassing situation rapidly turned into a dire humiliation. She had never been able to assert herself, tending to avoid confrontation by justifying a compromise as being diplomatic. This time it wasn't a superior position she had taken, it was weak and so very wrong....
As a sixth-year graduate student in the History department, I was supposed to be finishing my dissertation on the aesthetics of Late Victorian pornography. Instead, I was spending all of my fellowship money on pot and vintage erotica. I wasn't sure what started my malaise and stalled my writing. Perhaps it was simply that my long-standing boredom with the...