Every person in my University classes knew the stories and escapades of Miss Anna Eleanor Richards; she wasn't particularly coy about her adventures and had little objection with explicit candour. I was certain her phone number was on half the mens' toilet walls in the block; a hypocritical response from immature male students when faced with women in contro...
Time grinds to a halt when you stare at the clock. Five minutes seemed like one hour. It was Monday morning and I was wishing I was anywhere else but at work. I stared at my phone, at the missed call and the four text message notifications, all from Matt. Delete them, Cara. Why haven't you deleted them yet? I wanted to hear his apology, if that's what he wa...
"Salaam, Bonsoir, Monsieur Claude," said the hostess at Assad's Palace, and Claude Ferdinand smiled pleasantly at Asma Assad, wife of the late owner Ali Assad. The six-foot-tall, curvy, attractive, fifty-something Arab lady, who had a few silver streaks in her long dark hair greeted him with her customary warm smile, and Claude greeted her in kind. It's am...
Hello, this story is a little different from others I've written. I thought I would try telling it from a dominant woman's perspective and I set the location in the southern USA to try my hand at writing with a little southern charm. I always appreciate feedback. In this case, I'd like to know if I captured the essence of the southern states. I hope you enjo...
ONE "All right, all right. I'm coming!" Ricky made his way through the living room and into the hall entry still wearing his pajama's. The banging on the front door woke him from a wonderful dream involving him and a sexy professor that he couldn't stop daydreaming about since the semester started. He looked over at the couch to see Byron, his roommate, sl...
Here is a third installment in my Mick and Missy's story. I wrote this as a gift for a special person. All characters in this story are fictional. I have had fun writing this story about a student that deliberately mocks and humiliates his teacher using her own language to subjugate and dominate her. This is a very special education. Enjoy, xantu Mic...
After his punishment, Fortescue was made to kneel before the smiling Ruth; he was allowed to sniff the sex of the woman who had shown him his true position amongst women and placed him in their permanent servitude. He was allowed just a sniff to remind him of the woman who had utterly dominated him, removed his balls, and now owned him. He had to be content...
"Pst... Morgan, you awake? C'mon it's time..." Delilah knocked gently on the door to her roommate's private bedroom. Morgan had drifted off to sleep not an hour earlier in another small puddle of sin. It was only after Delilah tried to open the door that Morgan began to hear her subtle reminder of her promise to help. She scooted out of bed and pushed up ag...
Scott was only trying to look out for his friend. He thought Eric needed to get out. He'd been cooped up too long, and a night of fun was exactly what his buddy needed. Just because his girl was out of town didn't mean Eric had to act like a monk and shut himself in his house and read books twenty-four-seven. "Everyone cuts loose now and then. When was the...
I couldn't help but laugh. "Are you serious right now Brittany?" "Yes I'm serious. I want to fight you." She said with a smirk. She was standing up in the living room looking down at me on the couch while I was trying to play Halo 4. She had on what could only be described as an outfit that one would work out in. It consisted of a top that was like a smalle...