Caroline busied herself packing her cases and moving them from the sumptuous luxury of the blue room to the austere former servants room which Felicia had allocated to her, the narrow stairs were awkward and she had little time to think about things until Felicia brought her a waitress uniform. "Why do I have this awkward feeling?" Caroline asked, "is this...
Caroline sat at her dressing table as Sarah helped her to put on her makeup, she wore a black corset again, but in shiny black leather, with a zipper and buckles at the front bdsm style, and tapes to suspend her short black stockings, obscenely short black stockings which left a wide expanse of creamy thigh uncovered. Sarah worked carefully with her palette...
The scene, a small island among the stunningly beautiful Isles of Scilly in the Atlantic Ocean off the southwest tip of the Uk, its two thirty on a warm sunny afternoon with just enough breeze to send the waves crashing against the shore and Sandra, Ponygirl 314 stands patiently admiring the view as she awaits the arrival of the afternoon boat from the mainl...
"Caroline, Leila's down in the kitchen with Frank if you want to try your hand at dominating her." Felicia suggested mischievously, her green eyes twinkling as brightly as the diamond pedants that set off her dark hair and simple black dress so beautifully. "I think I'll pass if you don't mind," Caroline exclaimed, as she sat on the couch sipping her coffe...
Caroline woke first, she blinked and looked around as she realised she was not alone, Donna was there with her, warm and naked against her own bare flesh. She kissed Donna's head gently and she mused that having a slave was not at all what she expected, but inn her heart she was absolutely sure that she wanted Donna. She remembered the previous evening, h...
"Have you any notion of what serving as a ladies maid involves Katherine?" Miss Edwards asked as Katherine Howard stood before her desk in the headmistress' study trying to make sense of what she was hearing. "No Miss Edwards," she replied. "That is probably quite fortunate, but with the untimely demise of your parents, and still two years until you attain...
Note All Characters are fictitious and comprise composites of facets of persons and are not intended to represent any actual individual persons either living or dead. Slaved The fan above the bed creaked and groaned ineffectively in the suffocating heat, barely cooling the legion of flies that crawled exhaustedly over it, the clock said three a.m which me...
The great N'Konga river shimmered in the summer heat as it sluggishly ambled between steep banks through the brown crisped grass of the summer plains and as I dreamed and planned which of my six wives to sleep with next when a distant thudding heralded the imminent arrival of a helicopter. It was not unexpected but undoubtedly unwelcome, a sword of Damacles...
The rain drops smeared the windows of the bus as it threaded the early morning rush hour traffic and Samantha worried that her plans to arrive early for her first day as a receptionist in an anonymous grey concrete office block in the centre of London. She rushed up the street with her heart pounding and stumbled through the front door with barely a minute...
"Lord Banchforth," a voice said indistinctly as I sat with father's lawyers in father's study as they explained father's last will and testament to myself and those of my family who remained after father's calamitous accident, "My Lord!" he insisted. I realised I was the one he was addressing, "Yes?" I replied. "There remains the matter of Miss Grace Harco...