It always comes down to pie. It took the full thirty minutes for her to do hair and makeup. She probably could have done it in twenty, but I kept coming in to kiss and touch her. When she was ready to get dressed, she showed me a shortish but still respectable skirt and a simple green blouse for my approval. I wouldn't have allowed her to go out without a b...
When writing this story, I hadn't thought beyond the initial plot, but as it developed, I realised that there was a second story to be told. Hence the title being Just Good Neighbours -- Part 1. ***** My name is George Maynard and I lost my wife a while ago. At first, I was devastated. I very nearly fell apart, but realised I needed to be strong for our tw...
Chapter 1 – I sell myself Sitting on the monorail, looking at my reflection in the window and ignoring the city as it sped by, I told myself it would only be for three months. Three months wearing the collar, three months of almost no-holds barred slavery. The credits would get me out of the hole I'd dug for myself, and then I could book passage off this ma...
NOTE: In this chapter you'll meet a Finnish woman named Marja. That's pronounced "Mar-ya" with the accent on the first syllable. It's the Finnish version of Maria or Mary. Marja is a piece of work. Carley and I ate dinner in a restaurant I knew well. Afterwards, we walked through the nightclub district of Milan, people-watching and enjoying the street perf...
Three weeks later, Eve came to pick me up from the poledance classes I'd been enrolled in. She watched as I and the other male slaves danced and gyrated, completely on show through the glass-fronted building that housed the academy. Hailey wanted to enter me into some amateur competitions -- I had no hope of winning, but I went along with it happily enough....
Chapter 3: Wednesday I woke with Nick, but I didn't join him in the shower this morning. Instead I slipped on a pastel pink Supergirl tee and a pair of white cotton panties and crept along to the guest room. I don't know what I was looking for, or what I'd have done if the cock had been there. Frankly, I was starting to think I'd been so pent up sexually th...
Based in the "Slave Grading" world created by John_Doe_Stories here at Literotica. I recommend reading "Self Slave Grading Do's & Don'ts" before my story. It's in my Favorites All Characters are over the age of 18 Numbers in () refer to footnotes at the end of story * Two months summer vacation in England! Her graduation gift for finishing High Scho...
James was thinking that she should never have told Kristy about his working undercover at a bathhouse. "James," said Kristy, "I don't like this at all. I don't like this one bit." "But Kristy, it's part of my job, "he replied. "It's a work assignment. Besides, there's nothing I can do. Why are you so upset with this?" "Because...because...because your pen...
Disclaimer: I do not own the television series that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. The soft crunching of branches and dead leafs filled the otherwise calm and peaceful morning. With nimble precision Max sprinted through the the lush green forest barely making a so...
Part 8: The Ceremony We arrived home and almost like clockwork, a text came in to Miss Jenny's cell as we pulled up the drive. Master's text read...time is fleeting slut so you will have visitor's at your place shortly to help with your final task before dressing and officially submitting and devoting yourself to me as my owned slut Oh, and make sure slave...