"Tony, may I please suck your cock?" Anthony put his newspaper down, glancing up in bemusement. Sure enough, before him stood Sophie, unsteady and shaking in her unforgiving ballet boots. A faint sheen of perspiration beaded on her forehead, a most pleasing display of the toll the exertion was taking on her. Her green eyes were wide and pleading, and she ha...
Trembling, she stepped off the elevator alone onto the sixth floor with a full minute to spare, and immediately headed for Suite 602. She saw absolutely no one else walking around, no sounds coming from the hallway other than the cold electric buzz of the fluorescent overheads. It occurred to her that she'd never been on the sixth floor before, had never had...
I am the toy of the day It's very hard to stand in ballet shoes. Especially rigid booties locked on you so you can't flex your calves or move your ankles or anything. The way your legs are forced you must arch your back, stick your hips forward just to stay upright. New girls are always grabbing for a chair back or pole or something to support themselves. I...
It was the spring season in L.A. Niki had tickets for a matinee at the Music Center, a world-famous ballet company doing Sleeping Beauty. She and I had a casual relationship, based on common interests. Or to put it another way, we had casual sex whenever it interested us, which was quite often. Another of our common interests was going out for drinks, wher...
(A companion story to Careful what you ask for) Chapter 1. Steve Haslam winced as he bent his bruised and aching body to unlace his mud-caked football boots and ease them off his swollen feet. He felt exhausted but well satisfied having scored an injury time equaliser in a hard fought two-all draw with their neighbouring local league rivals who were only a...
Monday thru Thursday. The week had passed with what was becoming normal. Morning wake up blowjobs then off to work. Joan had started working part time 10:30 to 2 Pm, which left her time to play the good slave. Make all the meals and keeping house. We slowed down the sex and bondage a bit after the intense weekend we had. We made the decision to name the cat...
(C) 2006 Rachel Gumm. Thanks to Stephen Strange for the original idea. You may freely distribute this story digitally, but only in full, crediting me as the author. I welcome feedback, and try my best to reply to it all. You can e-mail me at the address in my profile. * From the comfort of the bed, Adrian looked Claire up and down, taking in the captivatin...
I feel so elegant and sophisticated. My red hair has just been styled. I'm wearing my sexy spiked heels with the rhinestones that bring me up to five foot four. My shoulder-less red velvet gown is hugging my trim body to just above my knees where it flares out so dramatically to my ankles. My diamond necklace, pendulum earrings and two diamond bracelets, one...
Sam, or Samantha Shelldon had always been dominant, from an early age. She had known two things that set her apart from others. Her dominion over her parents and others and her lesbianism. By day she was head of section in an I.T. company, Sam liked to wear classic fifties style suits. It gave the right impression, looked very sexy, and gave the men somethi...
James and I had been doing more role playing lately as a way for him to get to know his softer side a bit more. Jasmine had been out of the house a few times and I was hopeful that she would be ready to spend more time out together, rather than hiding in the shadows of dark restaurants, then rushing to the car and home. I know James was afraid of being point...