This is the next day following our first evening with Mistress Jessica. So read “Two Slaves for Mistress Jessica” first. What happened before: I had agreed to meet an online-friend for the first time on her 25th birthday and to please her as a willing sub together with a mature lady. It was quite late when we awoke the next day. Elisabeth and I kissed an...
Rachel already knew that I liked to be submissive, as she had played with me in that role before. She was quite surprised that I had many videos (mostly German) showing females being dominated by males. One showed a woman with clamps on her nipples and then weights were applied. She was bent over and spanked mercilessly until her ass was bright red. Clamps w...
/-- Eine Hommage an 'Rotlicht-Reportage' --/ Julia saß an ihrem Schreibtisch und seufzte. Sie sollte eine Projektarbeit anfertigen, aus dem realen Leben, eine Geschichte, etwas Authentisches. So war das Zauberwort, Authentizität hatte der Dozent mehrmals gesagt. Authentizität sei das, was einen guten Schriftsteller von einem schlechten Schriftsteller untersc...
“I’m ready to order.” Skyler motioned with his arm and waved his hand in a circle. As if a puppet on a string, the 19 year old waitress spun her 120 pound body, mimicking his hand and twisting her slim hips to face table 5. The top two buttons of her blouse had come undone after a long, hot day’s work and the spin revealed small, but lively teen age breast...
Mueller shook Chambers awake at 2:30 AM. He put his finger to his lips, using the sign to tell Chambers to be quiet. Mueller motioned with his hands for Chambers to grab his rifle and join him at the metal door. Someone was calling through the hole in the door. That someone had a decidedly female voice. That someone was also speaking in German. Mueller re...
7:05. Shit, 5 minutes late. I take a deep breath as I knock on your door. Wordlessly, you open it and gesture for me to come in. "You know what this means" you say as a greeting. I feel my face flush and look toward the floor to hide it. "Yes," I mumble, "I do." "You have one minute to be on my bed and ready." I rush to the bedroom and strip quickly; th...
My name is Kristal Steinberg. A six-foot-seven, blonde-haired and green-eyed White Amazon of German descent with a story to dazzle you. A graduate of the University of Massachusetts at Amherst, Master's degree in Business Administration. These days, I work for a major corporation but it's what I do when I'm at home that's really cool. I am ruthless, and I'...
Jay sat in the waiting room, pretending to read a magazine but actually peeking over the top of it at a pretty girl sitting across from him. How interested can anybody really be in how many miles to the gallon you get out of the latest Toyota anyway? Apart from the girl no-one else was here. He would be the last patient of the day for his doctor. He watched...
"It is not your fault." James looked down at his lover. "Isn't it? You were helpless." Casia frowned, "We have been there many times and this has never happened. How could we know the Eurotrash, would not accept the rules?" James looked unconvinced. Casia suddenly grinned. "Take a shower and you can make it up to me." James brightened and ran upstairs....
Chapter One of Six Location: New York City, United States - November 3, 1938. The European Continent had plunged into another war. Just days after British Prime Minister, Neville Chamberlain, came home in triumph from Germany with a signed treaty and spoke his famous "I believe it is peace for our time." It was a worthless promise from Adolf Hitler. It w...