Kristen was on all fours in the middle of her bed. She was willing. I continued using the vibrator to tease her. Wanting her to get right to the edge. Working slowly to build the anticipation. She was completely naked. I love how her hair hung down around her face as she writhed around on her hands and knees. "Kristen, the demands of my letter were clear....
This is my first attempt at writing something like this, i decided to go ahead when a friend of mine heard my thoughts and she told me she would like to read them... ======================== I want you to come and find a note that says "wear this and only this....then come down into the cellar"....'this' is a leather collar...with shaking hands you undress...
This story is the fifth in an ongoing series of Batgirl adventures, based on the characters in the early Batman comics and the sixties TV series, in which Barbara Gordon's relationships with all those around her, continue to develop, at the same time as the Dark Damsel manages to get herself into all sorts of tricky, sexually explosive situations. My thanks...
This wasn't her first time attending this party; she had been attending it for more than a year now, every month, without fail. However, it was the first time she had shown up with him. Him, the man who made her feel like no one else had, the man who made her feel so beautiful when she knelt in front of him, who made her feel ecstasy through the pain he infl...
The sun was shining on Naidja's half naked body and heated her nicely. She was wearing a short white tunic made out of sheer fabric that barely covered her butt and supported her tits to be pushed up and squeezed out. It cut deep enough that her round tits were visible all the time. Her legs were covered in nice, thigh high, leather boots. The twenty-two-ye...
Dear Readers, hope you enjoy my little fantasy. * I sat there thinking, turning my glass between my hands, not listening to what was happening around me. Why did it happen? Once again I had had a quarrel with my wife. This time it was too much. I knew I shouldn't have raised my voice and yes I should have been calmer and maybe even docile to her. I mean it...
Any resemblance to anyone you think you might know living in cyberspace is really just your imagination. All characters in this story are completely fictional. No, really. I made them up. I did. Swear to gawd. Yup. Lancelot dropped his beer on the floor just so he could see the waitress's naked keister when she bent over to pick it up. She would make a good...
The despair that took shape in Elisha's heart since Athena's dismissal was of a new kind. No longer was she indifferent towards the world nor its effects or her fate. Now, for the first time in months, she was suffering because she wanted something and didn't have it rather than pure apathy. She couldn't sleep after their encounter. Instead she stayed up,...
One month from the day they first landed on Caledonia, Renee stood on the roof of her mansion, looking out over the city. She hadn't lost sight of their mission. As a biologist, her job was to uncover information about the planet's living resources. The native animals...plants to avoid...anything that could prove fatal to colonists. Her servants knew better...
Friday Becca wore a pleated white skirt and maroon colored tennis shoes. John was in handcuffs and on his knees licking them with his tongue. She tugged on his leash. He raised his eyes up to her at once. "Slave, I have a question." Adorned in the apartment that had once been his was graffiti. Slogans. Proclamations. Hashed out in spraypaint. He'...