Chapter Six: Meagan's Birthday Part One: Beach Trip Mistress Casandra Hall could not be more pleased. Her new slave Meagan, is doing very well. In fact the whole house is running like clockwork. It had been 2 months since Meagan joined the Household. Meagan was doing very well in school. Lara was a very good teacher and with Tara assisting her, Meagan was...
"Happy birthday to you - happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Na-o-mii..." Andrea's grin slips in and out of sight behind her long fringe, and my lips twitch in response. Her right hand is triumphantly brandishing a cupcake, a single candle flame wavering above; the light brings forth my unrestrained smile. A proper party will come later in the week,...
Eventually Doctor Riemen gave me permission to get up from my hands and knees. I was given the box that contained my personal effects and allowed to get dressed. It felt weird getting dressed in the main lobby, with the receptionist, and other Vineyard employees watching me, but the Vineyard is a strange place. They don't follow the same rules that we're ta...
Back in the late Seventies a movie starring Alan Alda and Ellen Burstyn called "Same Time, Next Year" featured two married people who met and had a fling at a California inn. They then continued their affair for one weekend every year for over twenty-five years. That idea is the basis for this little tale. This story, like the movie, deals with infidelity...
Prologue: Elle Cohen studied her reflection in the mirror and she could hardly believe her eyes. Her bare breasts -- round C cups -- were bound with soft black rope. The rope made exactly 3 loops around each breast, hooked around her shoulders, and circled the back of her neck to create self-bondage. Overall, the rope formed a makeshift bra that warped h...
Chapter 3 Darren erupted through the door and was about to burst into a tirade of demands when Yvonne from HR glanced up from the table. Completely deflated he rapidly adjusted his approach. "These unexpected results" Darren said with more than hint of awkwardness, his entire body going limp. "Yes Darren, it's more than likely that the incorrect motors ar...
It was last period of history class at Franklin High School. Jennifer Robbins was the history teacher giving a lecture as she walked around the classroom. At 26 she was relatively new to the school having only been there for a year. She had long golden blond hair and beautiful green eyes. She wore a red blouse showing her C cup breasts and a black skirt goin...
Jess kisses Kimbra on the lips, lip balm to lipstick, backing her up against the bed. Her itchy fingers gently undo her zipper and inch off her pants. "What do you want tonight?" Jess whispers. Kimbra continues kissing her, obviously trying to make a decision. She is so indecisive. "You know what? I have an idea," Kimbra proposes. Jess raises her eyebr...
Wake to my alarm and stumble into my bathroom. Remember to not take a shower this time, though I will tomorrow. Splash water on my face then get the radio on and brush my hair. Losing the curls but still looking good. Back to my room to pick out my outfit and I am not sure. Miss Perkins paid attention to me finally. The problem is I can only dress so slutty...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 9 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. MORNING BANTER TO BRING THE WEEK TO A CLOSE 9 and I awoke aroun...