My lovely pet, I remember when you were just 18 and you came home with that little scum bag. You thought you would show your ass by taking advantage of my good nature and drag him home with you. The only problem is, you forgot about our agreement. If you brought someone home that I didn't like, you had to be punished for it. Never mind that it was late in...
Her body shifts as she tries to get comfortable. The soft looking carpet digs into her knees, pressing against her calves. Her arms lightly tingle from being in position for so long, hands clasped behind her head. She lightly rotates her neck, hair brushing against her naked back. Time seems to creep by as she waits. She listens to the sounds around her, hea...
She'd been warned when she signed on for the internship. Her classmates had warned her away with unfathomable looks and cryptic words, but she'd persisted, knowing that the recommendations she'd receive at the end of the summer would "make" her career for the next five years. After an extensive set of interviews with the recruiter, as well as lengthy and she...
He was the boss, but she was the one who called the shots. She knew he wanted her. Knew the control and power she wielded. So she kept him waiting. Giving him a taste here and there, enough to make him want more. Enough that he would do whatever she asked. It was a game to her, a game that she always won. The Friday that everything changed passed like any o...
Waiting for the next time we get together is like Christmas and a birthday at the same time, anticipating the day and at times counting the hours. My mind for some reason always jumps to being lovingly (but with strength and planning), with one smooth movement.. being bent over the nearest piece of furniture, the couch. You press your body against me, soft...
By the time she turned nineteen, she knew she wasn't like the other girls. It happened when a group of men seeing her on the street called her "sweater-meat." She should have been angry or blushed with shame. Instead, she felt a thrill. They'd noticed. Her tits were phenomenal. Men WANTED her. They wanted her TITS. Not just boys her age, and at 19, they real...
I had been helping a friend move out of her room in the coed floor of the college dorm. When I finished, I waved her goodbye, hoping to see her next semester. I returned to my floor and approached my Diva's room. I knocked on Ivana's door and said "Ivana, it's Dave." "Come in," she said staring out the window, "you're late." "I'm only a few minutes late,...
I'd always known that my tastes were...less than conventional. Not that one can put a quantity of less or more, so perhaps it's better to say that I strayed happily, breathlessly, away from convention. Granted, there was a time and place in my life where conventional lovemaking was preferable. This occurred with only one person-the only person, to this day,...
"Looks essential for a summer picnic!" The submissive teased; her red hair striking in the afternoon Sun. She brattishly taunted. Her ruby lips curled into a playful grin as her words struck the dominant, unmoved by the rascal. "It's my father's scarf, I may need it. You better behave," was the only explanation the youthful Miss Anna gave as the woollen garm...
I can hear him calling me. I know he is wondering where I am and why his meal is not on the table, as he expects it should be. Deep inside me, underneath the black leather, an excitement bubbles. It mixes with the familiar feelings of fear and the fading pain. Soon only the numerous bruises, that cover my body, will remain as testament to that pain. He has r...