This story was written and edited with the great help of theMasterBaiter. ***** Yumi whimpered around the gag that her master had shoved in her mouth. The first cock had already successfully entered her little ass. The first guy, which her Master had ordered her to address as "Sir", let out a breathy "fuck. She's tight!" His cock wasn't terribly large, b...
The Total Woman Academy corporate jet had been unavailable for this assignment and Otto had flown commercial, albeit First Class. The stewardesses treated him well but only as a well-paying passenger. They didn't treat him as well as the special executive stewardesses on the TWA private jet would have. In flight, the Coach Tutor's sexual serenity was their p...
Sitting in the back porch swing on a dreary February morning, looking across the lake sipping the first cup of coffee and watching life happen. It was a typical Texas winter day; dreary but not particularly cold. The sparrows in the Purple Martin House are a result of my penchant for procrastination. I hear geese in the distance, honking as they leave their...
I eased the mouse toward the top of the screen. The menu unfolded and the arrow found the ShutDown command. The screen went grey, then black as the fans slowed to a stop and the last trace of sound in my office faded into the late evening. I took a sigh and leaned out of my chair and started the long climb from my basement office to our bedroom upstairs. As...
Chapter 3: Safari In all my time at The Academy, I have taken only one personal slave. I never meant to. If I could have it my way, I would never have something so personal, something so indulgent. But this was different. It struck me. The beauty of it, and the exotic nature of it. I always told myself this was a business, that it cannot be personal, and th...
Jo knew she was in trouble from the tone of his voice when he called her into his office. She had been excited to get this job. After a few years out from work with her kids she was now excited to get back to it and had taken several secretary courses in an evening. She had been surprised to get this job - especially after how cold her boss had seemed durin...
As I wrapped up my shower, I stepped out and saw my outfit for the day. A bright gold latex cat suit. The suit ran from my neck to my feet, which it included six inches heels. My sliver posture collar would go on over the neck of the latex. Being that I was Mistress Michelle's only personal slave I wore gold latex and only a collar. The house slaves, meaning...
My life was boring when I answered The Ad. I worked in an office. I went on dates. Sometimes I had sex. It was unfulfilling. I wanted something more. Something exciting. I wasn't sure exactly what that would be, but I knew it had to be more. I knew it had to have that element that makes you slightly uneasy. Or even, very uneasy. Stretching your boundaries....
I looked up at that little fat man and held my hands up and said don't shoot little man! And he said "oh you have it all wrong I'm not going to shoot, you guys are" he laughed. He walked over and took his little pudgy hand in Cynthia's hair, and said, "So this is your fantasy huh?" And she shook her head yes looking up at him with her mouth full of Black coc...
Her hands chained to the wall above her head, ball gag in her mouth, a vibrator strapped to her clit. She squirmed as her pussy juices dripped on the floor. This was her punishment for disobeying her master. She was supposed to have the house cleaned up by the time he got back, but she didn't. Her master came downstairs, knelt in front of her and just watche...