Amanda walked slowly down the hall toward the class room, fear building with every step she took. She dreaded the meeting about to take place, but it was necessary if she wished to graduate. Amanda had just turned eighteen, was a senior in high school and graduation was only four weeks away. For the most part, her grades were pretty good, all of them except...
Chapter 9 - The Grateful Slave Laying naked on her front on the bare mattress bed, Lena's hands and feet are tied by leather straps to the bed posts, preventing her to move. With the bullet vibrators in her pussy and asshole at a low setting, Lena is frustrated by the constant arousal and the lack of sleep for four days. Or was five days? It's been days si...
"I am expecting her, pet. Please show her in. And quit hiding. My slut should be proud to display her naked body to my friends." "Hey, it's good to see you again, Kim!" Sam exclaimed when she walked past me without a second glance, seemingly ignoring my nakedness. I saw that she was wearing tight shorts that bared the bottom curve of her ass. Her T-shirt wa...
Caren Yeager swung her 1955 Mercedes-Benz 300SL off the San Diego freeway and expertly gunned it towards her on the city's outskirts. She ran a leather-gloved hand smoothly over the gleaming wooden steering wheel and thought how superbly the black leather looked on the wheel, as if it belonged. Had her car been a Bentley, or a Porsche, even, such gloves woul...
Unlocking the heavy front door, Alicia set down her keys on the polished table and stepped into the hushed interior of their third floor condo. She pulled back the thick drapes and slid the glass door open that led to the spacious deck, allowing sweet fresh air and afternoon sunshine inside. Alicia turned back into the richly furnished living room, idly glan...
I stepped out of the car and looked up at the house. It was huge, but not flashy like some of the other homes in the neighborhood. It was obvious that Ms. Miller had money, but she also had good taste. I picked up my small suitcase and began to walk towards the door. I could turn back and leave now, but what would they say back home? I needed this job and it...
I remember on the train that morning had felt like the longest journey of my life. The train journey to see my beautiful, blonde, 5,6, ex-girlfriend Zoe while my girlfriend was at home. Texting Zoe all the way there, every moment as I approached my stop, making sure she wasn't going to leave me outside her house, which is the reason she is now my ex and al...
I hope you like my story, yes it is all true, the names have been changed, except mine of course. I would love to hear what you think. **************************************** I looked into the full-length mirror and sighed, feeling a shiver of anticipation. I knew I looked, and I certainly felt, incredibly sexy, especially as Megan ... Mistress Megan I co...
The "garden" was a beautiful rose garden. Picture a row of roses about six feet wide surrounding a large square, grass-covered center that could seat about 50 guests. There was one entrance to the square center of the garden from the outside. A trellis stood at outer edge of the roses. A red carpet covered the walk from the trellis, through the roses and to...
Betsy was fresh out of high school and was eager to get a job and help out her struggling mother. Her father deserted them last year and her mom was doing her best as a waitress to provide for them but they lost their house and moved into an apartment. The shy, introverted girl was a loner and did not have any close friends. The light-brown-haired 18 year...