Even though the restaurant was empty I still felt a sense of relief as I slipped into the safety of the semi circular booth, my bare ass sliding on the red leather. Not that I was apprehensive about how I looked, the deep red dress was no more revealing than my other clothes. It was more the image that Nicole and I made. Me in a strapless mini dress with my...
NOTE : All charaters in the this story belong to Square. I just borrowed them. The campfire had long since died. The glowing embers barely clung to life as smoke still trailed along lazily into the night sky. Everyone was asleep. Tomorrow they would leave and this journey would end, one way or another. He sat on the edge of the cliff, looking over the horiz...
I've always been confused about my sexuality. For as long as I could remember I found women sexy and irresistible, I know for most guys this was normal. For me it was normal as well, until I found a pair of my sisters panties mixed up in my washing and tried them on. To this day I can't remember having a larger erection or being more turned out. That starte...
Tori headed for the bathroom as soon as she got home. She couldn't stop grinning. She had just had her first D/s experience. She couldn't believe Jack was a Dominant. She had always had an attraction to him, but never thought anything would come of it. She absently rubbed her backside while she hunted for some clothes. She pulled out a set of shorts and top,...
Sascha sat at the bar, sipping on her second vodka and tonic as she stared intently at the clock by the door. It was 10:15. Was he ever going to come? She self-consciously uncrossed and re-crossed her long coltish legs, then pulled her black dress lower over her thighs. She was dressed just as he'd ordered: a black cocktail dress which fell just below her cu...
Author's Note: The main characters (Gabriel Knight, Grace Nakimura) are the property of Sierra / Vivendi Universal and Jane Jensen. Okay, moving on... This takes place during the events of GK3: Blood of the Sacred, Blood of the Damned. I wrote this when I was 19, so it's rather rough compared to my later stuff. Enjoy. * * * Gabriel awoke to find himself...
This story is pure fantasy. In real life practise safe sex. This piece of fiction in no way reflects the author's true ideals or beliefs. * My fantasy is quite an odd one and stems back to my school days. It's sadomasochistic and lesbian in content, which is a mystery to me because in real-life I'm not like that at all. In fact, apart from the occasional g...
You walk through the halls towards Room 312. You’re dressed professionally, in a smart, charcoal colored business suit with a fitted skirt that falls just above your knee. Your red heels clack loudly as your hurry through the school; heels high enough to accentuate your shapely calves, but still low enough to be sensible. A red silk blouse shows at the cu...
I have recently left my previous submissive. He was dismissed, too emotional, unworthy. I have been in the lifestyle for years. I know what I want and I know how to get it. I had picked up a few men in the months that past, duds. Went younger, wanting some fresh meat. Big mistake. Too dominate, too overbearing. To see the look in his face when he seen the...
"To heel, wench." "Yes, my lord." Such small words, but they hold such power over me. I enter the room quickly, kneeling gracefully behind you, awaiting your whim. I've prepared myself as you commanded, cleansing myself thoroughly, oiling my skin and brushing my hair to a silky sheen. It hangs down my back, teasing me with its feather-light caresses. My ey...