She reared back her fist and slapped him hard across his face. Tilting back her head, she closed her eyes and reveled in the sound of his small moans of pain. His face was red from the many times she had struck him, and his hair was a tousled mess from the moments when she had fisted it and pulled. Hard. Her slave was a handsome young man. Tall, lean with b...
Wonder Woman returned the kiss with even more passion. Than remembered her agreement. She handed the lasso to Pricilla. "Your turn." "I am glad you trust me to do this", the blond tycoon responded. "First question, do you believe I have changed?" "Yes," Wonder Woman admitted. "What were you planning to do tonight?" "I came in convinced you were the same...
Legos, a Greek slave who was twenty-four years old, not supposed to think of his mistress, Digitis, a maiden of eighteen years, in a sexual manner. Yet he could not help but do so. She was beautiful from her unruly blonde hair, often being blown everywhere even in the lightest of winds, to her trim yet desirable body. She was an example of a kind of beauty L...
[Author's Note: Anything in () dictates a characters thoughts. Please Enjoy.] Arthur tugged on his tie nervously. He was sitting in an uncomfortable chair waiting for an interview with one of the countries' largest art distributers. His curly brown hair fell around his clean-shaven face as he looked from side to side. The blond woman at the desk seemed con...
This continues the saga of Sam and Marcia's visit after Brianna delivers Sam's children. If you've read any other of the WBDP stories, this one is much the same with the added complication of a visit by Sam's Mother. They are emotionally torn and wonder how much of their life should be revealed. * "My God, that's your Mom," Marcia said. "It appears you've...
Although I am not into serious bondage I love the erotic pleasures of wearing corsetry and other tight feminine garments next to my skin. When wearing suspenders and stockings I love the erotic sensation from the tightness of the top of my stockings gripping my thighs and the suspenders brushing against my thighs as I walk, as I envisage my suspender belt an...
Prudence D'Orvell drew up outside The imposing entrance to Mannerly Hall in her Riley, the navy blue car covered with a fine layer of dust and bird lime, having been parked at the local rail station for the past few weeks, its driver having been on one of her regular jaunts on the boat-train to Europe. Prudence stepped out, a footman maintaining a look of st...
©2013 angelface195 all rights reserved *A note: First I want all of you Family Ritual fans to remember THIS WAS A DREAM! I dreamt the beginning and the end, so none of this is about my own spiritual or religious beliefs. IT WAS JUST A DREAM! With that said -- Here is the Ritual. We have one more chapter after this. Enjoy! Angelface195 *** The Cassidy's...
Author's note: Here's Chapter Five of "Slave Girl Emily." This is the second and last of what you might call the "defecation chapters." It contains one brief and (to my mind, anyway) intense scene of paraphilia. But you can skip it if you like! Just do this. When Karen says "this will be educational," use your browser's search function to find the word "copr...
Waiting at the booth in the back of the restaurant, Snowdrop checked her watch. It wasn't that Master Girth was late, rather that Snowdrop was dying to see him. They had both been so busy lately, so much had been going on in their lives, and they just hadn't been able to get together. Snowdrop took a sip of her Tia Maria and Coke. The waitress appeared, "Can...