Ballet was the world for Nikolai Nikolayvich. He had studied at the prestigious Russian Imperial Ballet Academy in Moscow and had gone on to dance for several years with the Bolshoi. Although he had never achieved the status of a principal or soloist, he was well regarded as a member of the Corps de Ballet for his grace. Like many a dancer, his on-stage car...
Chapter 1 -- Rite of Passage "I've got to do something about my love life, Pete," I groaned. He rolled his eyes and grimaced as he set down my pint on the table in front of me. He'd heard it all before, far too many times. "How long is it since that skinny tight-arse bird of yours went to Australia?" he asked as he sat down opposite me and took a long sip...
Chapter 8A -- Don't you look back? My final gasp of sated pleasure mingled with Emma's muffled sigh of deep delight as I slowly withdrew from her and lifted myself to rest on my knees beside her. I turned her over onto her stomach and undid the knot of the brightly patterned headscarf that I had tied tightly around her mouth and head to gag her. As I began...
Pinky checked everything was laid out on the dining table in the correct order, getting dressed was going to be hard enough without struggling to find any parts of the outfit. Her boyfriend Jerry, correction, her Master (she would really have to get used to thinking of him as such) was relaxing in an armchair with a little smile on face. The reason he was s...
What the catalogue doesn't tell (A companion story to Careful what you ask for) Robert MacAllister studied the catalogue with meticulous interest, every now and then taking a sip from his glass of finest ruby port. It was to be the biggest sale of erotic art for years and he had his eye on several items. He had been an avid collector of erotica for many ye...
Carmela stood in her bedroom, awaiting the arrival of her Master. Following his instructions, Carmela stood with her legs spread wide with her back to the far wall. she faced towards the bedroom door which was shut. She had been ready for his arrival for some time now, having dressed for him and got butt plug, rabbit vibrator, and lube ready. The anticipatio...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: "Winning the Blonde Goddess" is a joint literary effort. I joined forces with an author named Schlank to create this story. If you like this story, she should get part of the credit. As always, if you have any suggestions to improve the story, please click on my name, and e-mail me your suggestions. . . . . . . My name is Scott Alexander,...
John has been on earth for a year now. The whole of earth has been time frozen into what seems to be a fertile ground for alien procreation. Humans are still warm to the touch and do not die unless the male has been harvested or the female has given birth. John has tried burying the bodies, but has started burning them due to the sheer volume. He could not...
Authors Note 'Donna's Ultra-High Heels, Book 2' is a continuation of Book 1 and can be read without reading the first book, although it is highly recommend that Book 1 be read first since it would be helpful in understanding the character development of the main players. I tried to make the transition to Book 2 as seamless as possible by briefly summarizin...
[Is this the ultimate plimsoll fetish sex fantasy?] Chapter 2 – If a picture paints a thousand words Spring segued into summer. I was working hard and playing hard and in many ways I was having the best summer I'd known for quite a few years. I started the cricket season in top form and stayed there, consistently averaging over 60 with the bat and below 19...