“Master,” she whispered the word to herself. “Master,” she said it a bit louder. How had their relationship arrived at this point? How had it evolved from Dom and sub to Master and slave? They had been seeing one another for several months. In his role, he was training her to be a better submissive, a better slave while he savored her submission and desi...
A knock. "Can I come in?" she asks. Wet and tired. "Do you want to? You're the one who left." She stares at me intently. Hesitation and drama. "I was... disturbed. Can I come in?" I step aside just enough to let her past. She smells of bourbon and fear. I watch as she removes her overcoat: a painted-on pair of jeans and a second skin of a tee-shirt. If s...
Preface: It is not imperative, but helpful that one reads Chapters 1-6 to help grasp the personalities of characters in this story. The next few chapters will still be listed as "My First Time Out"; however the name of the entire book of chapters is now "WHITE LIPSTICK". Credits and special thanks go out to Andrea for sharing her ideas and thoughts. WARNI...
My interest in bra's began when I was nineteen, getting ready to go to bed and washing up. Mom just left the shower and I saw her white bra hanging out of the red wicker hamper and I picked it up. I don't know why her white silky and lacey bra turned me on but it did and that bra found its way into the back pocket of my jeans and the bulge covered by a flann...
Do not read this if you are not at least 18 years old. Feedback appreciated. The day was Valentine's day and I was reminded of this as Jane gifted me a wet, slurpy, wake up blow job on my early morning erection. Jane's expert and much practiced cock sucking skills eventually rewarded her with a fine load of cum and me with ever welcome sensations of effor...
14: Brewing Storms After quickly moving through the catacombs for sometime, Miranda had finally caught up to Igor. She entered the lounge area were Igor was seated with the arcane tome open. Igor glanced up from his reading when Miranda asked "Have you found anything yet, Igor? I have something I need to tell you," "Nothing definite, my lady, but there is...
After a long week's work, John was glad that the weekend was here and he could relax a little. The weather, as usual, was hot and humid and John did not really have any plans for the day except to laze around at home. But then he remembered that some of the everyday stuff, like shampoo, face wash and the likes were running out at home and he needed to go get...
(My name is David Thornberry. It happened when I was just 18 in 1958. I was alone in my parents' house with Vivian, the 20 year old daughter of some neighbours. I had always thought that she was unworldly and I would have to coax her even into letting me see her knickers. She surprised me in her interest in sitting on my face and wanking me off. This is par...
Sahra frolicked through the high grass, playing with her younger brothers. Sameal leaped from his hiding spot and shouted to Seth and Jarl. The farm was remote and the three younger boys were the beautiful eighteen year-old's only companions. Suddenly the other reason she was there became important. Hoof beats echoed through the deep valley and she got the...
Angel hung helpless between the two palms. Her shoulders ached from the inadequate suspension of her body. Her cunt and ass still felt as if they were on fire after her abductors had used her for their own lustful pleasures. ***** The islanders referred to her simply as "Mistress;" nothing more. She was always talked about in hushed whispers if anyone dare...