Friday. Thora Birch pulls up her driveway in her black Jetta. She sees nothing in her mailbox, but feels inside anyway. There is one letter. She takes it inside and sits on her leather couch. Opening it she sees that it's an invite personally from Kevin Smith to his party Saturday night. She is kind of excited and can't w...
Chapter 3 ended with these paragraphs: "Umm, well… my dress is still on the back seat. Should I get dressed before we get to the house?" The wicked laugh that erupted from his lips was answer enough, but he said, "No, Little One. You have no need of clothing until you're ready to leave Sunday evening." She sighed, "I thought that was what you would say....
In the morning after breakfast, Travis and Lisa broke camp and pushed their canoe off the pebbly beach. Lisa sat in the stern. Minutes later they arrived at the portage to tiny Jenny Lake. The portage trail was flat, short and easy. Travis had no difficulty. Minutes after pushing off on Jenny, they arrived at the portage to tinier Annie Lake. Once again, the...
This multi-chapter story contains adult material, including rape and non-consensual sex; bondage, pain and humiliation; anal sex and ass-to mouth. If this offends you, do not read this story and do not rate it. Chapter 05. Under the Birch Tree The day after she had inspected the dungeon, Oruale had to report to Aelfrith as usual. She found it extremely di...
Jerry looked at the 3 girls fully equipped as the 'Dom' Mistress' they intended to play and said: "I think the time has come for us to take the lovely 'Pippa' downstairs, Ladies. Any objections?" The three sexy girls looked knowingly from one to the other, finally looking to Helen my wife for her blessing. "Let's do it. I really think I'm going to enjoy th...
Morning had broken, such a bright morning. She'd enjoyed a leisurely shower while awaiting his arrival; lingered in the bathroom carefully applying the perfume he liked. Appraising her reflection in the mirror Katia felt the first lascivious stirrings disperse her apprehension. In her bedroom she put on his exotic choice of lingerie, method actress-like in h...
Part 3: A Pleasure Interlude. Behind the door was a room with a couch whose right armrest was raised in the manner of a chaise lounge, so that you could lean back very comfortably when you put your feet up. To the left stood a small round table, the central column of which ended in three curved legs. There was a bowl with some fruits on the table. Next to t...
During the first hour of our drive back from Philadelphia to my home on the Jersey shore, Beth was totally silent. She wore a blue denim skirt, no stockings, a bright red pull-over with a gold Seton Hall University emblem on the front, and sneakers without socks. From the way her nipples protruded nicely into the pull-over, I knew she wasn't wearing a bra. P...
Morgana tensed as she thought she heard the rustling sound again, but there was nothing to be seen as she peered around; its probably just my imagination she thought shivering now as the day grew cooler. She reflected upon the morning's events and wondered how it was that she found herself in these predicaments. How many other people ended up tied to a tree...
Daniel climbed out of the cab and tipped the driver, turning to stare at the impressive building before him. It was the town hall, bedecked in white marble statues and ornate glasswork that leant it an air he was not quite sure it deserved. Town hall or not, Oyster Creek was not particularly big. He wondered if public taxes had bought those rather extravagan...