Chapter Eight: Lizzy, Debbie and Ann---becoming Slaves Seven days after visiting Lizzy and Lara's solo adventure, Mistress got her answers. Lizzy called Lara and, with Mistress listening in, she told Lara "I have thought about you and Mistress all week. I've wanted to be a Slave to a strong woman for a long time. I want to be her Slave, please ask her to...
"Hey, babe, have you got a minute?" Mindy glanced up from her book with a smirk. "I'm Mindy." "Oh, right, sorry." Mindy chuckled. If there was one thing she knew about Eric, it was that he was really bad about telling her apart from her sister. She should have been annoyed about that, and to be perfectly honest, she kind of was at first, but she had to...
While this is part 4 and makes a nice little story on its own, Chapters 1-3 add more to the characters, but are not an absolute necessity. ------------------------------------------------------ After dinner, Annie sat lazily yet anxiously on the bean bag chair in her pink satin shortie-pyjamas with the little Snoopies on them. She watched TV while waiting...
Smokey Saga #4: "Beyond Hell And Back" This, to put it lightly, is a harsh story—far harsher, more dark and sinister than my other works. Some might go so far as to call it "brutal." It's a much more malicious side to my writing than has been shown thus far. No kidding—on the spectrum of erotica, if "Hypnothe-Rapist" is at one extreme, this is at the other;...
Sorry for the delay. I hope I haven't killed whatever interest readers had in the story. Muriel recalls meeting Ben and Meg. There is FF sex, not that anyone seems to mind that. For those of you game enough to have read the earlier chapters, you'll recall it started as a voyeur/exhibitionist tale, moved into gay sex, then incest and group but always with...
I'm Betty. I'm twenty-seven years old, a college graduate, a paralegal by trade, and a would-be artist and recently divorced. That's about as much of my personal history that you need to know for the purposes of this story. As to what I look like, I'm five feet six; I have dirty blond hair and brown eyes. I have a decent figure. I'm not huge breasted or beau...
"Hey, wake up honey, it's time to go," I gently nudged Virginia. As my pregnant, lesbian lover, I naturally wanted her to experience a gentle awakening on her first day as my 'trucker helper'. As you know (if you've read the previous chapters), everything that happened previously on the truck, occurred before we discovered that we were in love with each othe...
Mandy opened her eyes to the blinding light of the Sun the next morning, Sunday. It shined directly on her and the two beautiful women lying on either side of her. She turned her head slowly to look at the strawberry blonde, Erin. She was curled up next to Mandy with an arm resting on Mandy's abdomen and her other arm stretched out on Mandy's pillow above he...
"Thin" isn't a word anyone has ever used to describe me. "Beautiful" isn't either. But "sexy"? Well, that's another story. It's funny how long it takes us to come to a realization of who we really are. For me, it took just over 40 years. My whole life I'd struggled with the weight of my own expectations—always wanting to be fifteen or twenty pounds lighter,...
Smokey Saga #68: "Brain Storm" ***** Twenty Smokey Sagas ago, a zookeeper named Adia met the lycanthropic love of her life in "(Hungry Like The) Wolfgirl." Ten Sagas ago, a corporate axewoman called Poppy was shown the error of her ways by her conscience in "On Your Shoulder." These were the last two fantasies I wrote—if you don't count the lesbian versi...