Chapter 2: The Beginning I place the pan of tilapia in the oven as she walks into the kitchen. "Let me see," I tell her as she approaches. "My bottom?" she asks. "Yes. I want to see it." She gingerly lifts her long gauze-like dress until it is bunched up around her waist and turns her backside to me. Her bottom is bare, as it is always, and it's still...
I'm waiting for you at the front door when you come home from work. I notice that you're carrying a small, unmarked gift bag in one hand. I've followed the instructions you left me this morning - I've bathed and am perfectly groomed, shaved smooth, scented, just the way you like me. I stand before you naked, keeping completely still as I wait for you to ackn...
1. Freedom Sam edged closer to the door. Her chest ached from holding her breath quiet, but she was scared enough that it was only registered as a tiny part of the mix of her current emotions. Fear mostly. Anger. Confusion. Hate. More fear. She edged another step, freezing as the floorboard beneath her creaked softly. Every sense was on end. Sam let out a s...
Master typically vacationed in late spring before we met, but I could only get away in the university vacations. Making sure I appreciated his willingness to change his normal schedule, Master informed me that the Seychelles are lovely at any time of year, and, since he was prepared to sail out to the smaller islands, Master was confident that there were man...
Life continued in much the same manner over the next two months. There were variations, for sure, and while the frequency and in-bed intensity didn't diminish much, the atmosphere changed dramatically. It went from frenzied lust to a more laid-back cuming-and-going, so to speak. Perhaps the novelty of a White woman's body had faded slightly and now it was mo...
After more than 10 years without working, if you don't class being a full time mother and housewife as working, I accepted an offer of a part time office job at a local business. My friend had been offered it by her husband who worked there, but as she didn't want to give up her current job she suggested I might like it. She actually told me she didn't want...
Hi Guys! Slightly shorter chapter than normal but I hope you enjoy. "Now be a good pony for me and stand still while I take a look at you." Nicola King, former vet and newest addition to Lady Fontshall's personal pony club did her best to pretend everything was normal as she was circled by her eighteen year old groom, Tara. In fact things were far from n...
Besides being a take-off from the great story "Letters to Mother" by LKWRITER, the following letters from a different daughter to a different mom also draws on the inspiration of CDE. Pet Tigress helped with editing and some ideas. No remaining errors should be attributed to her. * * * * * Dear Mom, I don't think there is anything more romantic and sexy t...
It had been a full month since I had driven down this road, this night being very much the same as the other. Though the season was changing, the leafy boughed trees, which canopied this road, still filtered the light from the full moon as it shown brightly in the gray September sky. Looking upward, I savored that light, drew my strength from it. I knew wher...
Let me start by saying that I really don't know why I did it. Why I even stepped outside just at that moment. I mean, I know why I stepped outside, I was aggravated and wanted to cool off instead of picking the same fight like I always do. Because I'm tired of the freaking Ultimate Fight Championship, and I'm tired of High Life Beer, and I'm tired of "Babe,...