Author's Note: This story takes place in the same universe as Wish Granted, and could be called a sequel to that story. This is more of an experimental story, and I don't think this will end up being very satisfying. I think this whole "series" will probably be experimental. And on an unrelated personal note, I started to wonder if I needed to stop making fe...
Just after Labor Day Beautiful Mistress took me to Her dressing room and supervised as I packed bags for both of us. She didn't tell me where we were going until we were out on the highway. She's rented a cottage on a small lake for a week's vacation. With school back in we had the lake to ourselves. Two lovers away from the hustle and bustle. Perfect autumn...
The moonlight shines through the window, throwing a pale shadow across the lounge-room floor. Relaxing in the chair in the corner, I am in total darkness, sitting there, waiting for your arrival. I have read and re-read your emails to me, and I wonder to myself how much is truth and how much is imagination. How I wish I had actually seen you like that! I hav...
I feel myself slowly coming back reappearing out of whatever darkness I was thrown into. My head feels foggy and I slowly roll my head back upright. In that moment I realize I cannot see, something is over my eyes. I try to reach the cloth from my eyes but can't move my hands. I feel the icy cold against my wrists when I try to move them. I am chained. My br...
I had just finished teasing my new BootBoy in my white outfit, complete with the shiny white spike heeled boots I was wearing when I met him. I knew he had been dying to worship those boots from the moment he laid his eyes on them, and it must have been torture on him as we dated several times and talked about how much he loved all the sexy thigh high boots...
Part VI The next morning, I get smacked between the eyes with the consequences of making love with Alyssa. We didn't talk about it afterwards. We simply dressed and came home. She went straight to her bedroom and I escaped to mine. And was thoroughly miserable all night. Tension doesn't even come close to describing the air in the apartment and I hated it...
Dear Mary Grace Forgive me for not writing for so long. It's been a busy few months. As I write Suzi is bound in her white fur collar and cuff set, gagged and strapped to her little chair across the room from me. Big news! I'm retired. Yes. Out of the blue an offer came for the business and the buildings, so I'm no longer of the 'working class' as Mother...
It was late morning and the sun had finally inched its way in through the soft curtains at the window. Jennifer lay snuggled close to her pillows not wanting to move or even open her eyes. It was Sunday and this was her day to sleep in. She rolled over on her back and ran a hand down her silky negligee. She felt so cozy in bed she wanted it to last. Stretchi...
The thought of what I am about to do to you makes me run like honey; dripping and sticky. I take a deep breath and look into your waiting eyes. My hands still on your shoulders, I push down gently, urging you to sit on the edge of the bed for me. We've spent hours chatting about this, our words directing each other's hands, our minds filled with fantastic im...
There is this attractive lady who lives next door at number four. Her name is Louise. All the neighbors call her Lu or Lulu. She lives there with her husband Henry and their eighteen-year-old daughter Margie. The mother is well endowed in the boob department, and from what I can see, like mother like daughter. I like tits so I like mother and I like daughter...