The sun rose over the land of Thrace. It looked like it was going to be a beautiful day. Tecmessa was restless under her tent. She had been having dreams again. Strange dreams. She was afraid of them. These were dreams that would get her into trouble if the others found out about them. She was dreaming of a strange man she felt was destined to become her lo...
I want to thank everyone for reading, voting and commenting on our story. I submitted the first six chapters, and Rebeccasm submitted chapter 6 through 12. I will be submitting chapters 12 through 18. We have both worked hard on this series and as such both deserve to share the postings. Hopefully you will visit both of us and enjoy the series. As I mention...
The camera man brought Ava Abrams to their manager's house, a small mansion in a quiet bedroom town only a twenty-minute commute out of the city. On the way Ava was given back her clothes which her colleague had picked up from the floor of the theater. She also opened her slave training kit which she received from a secretary on the way out of the courthouse...
Darkness. Silence. Everything is dark and quiet. You try to move but you can’t. Your arms, legs, hands, head, nothing is moving. In fact, you can’t feel anything. What’s going on?! Where are you?! “Hey there,” you hear a voice somehow both inside and outside your head, but not able to see who or where they are, “I’m sorry to tell you this but… you just died....
"Stephen, have you been pissing me off because it secretly turns you on when I'm angry?" Gladys Osinbajo asked, looking at the big and tall, twenty-something and burly young African-American man who stood before her. Well-dressed and handsome, Stephen Volta decidedly cut an impressing figure. A newcomer to the City of Lagos, Nigeria, by way of Boston, Massac...
The second I walked out the door I exhaled. It's that step that's the hardest. You wouldn't think so – but closing the door on the real world, and taking the first stride into my secret existence is always exhilarating. Maybe it's because I know what I'm doing is wrong but don't care. Or maybe it's because nothing makes me instantly wet like knowing I'm head...
Why is it that all straight men are such a sucker for young girls in Catholic School girl outfits? Such was the case when I met Saka for the first time. My intent was to corner Madame Sang in her private parlor of her favorite restaurant; however, I fear that Madame Sang's spies knew that I was coming. I entered the Midori restaurant, and as I looked up to...
Hapsley Hall was a veritable maze of plush lounges, sitting rooms and bedrooms. They were decorated to suit various necessary tastes; those in the deeper recesses of the house were more boudoir like, and it was to one of these he was to be taken. Just having a naked male on a leash in the comfort of her home gave Lady Barbara a deeply erotic thrill. She had...
Married ten years ago when we were both 55 years me and my husband John still loved each other and life was cruising. The sex wasn't as good. John and I were born and raised in the Queensland's middle class families I had the misfortune of him being brought up by strict catholic parents. His idea of great sex was instant ejaculation. However, our business su...
All That Glitters -- Ch 10 New yachts, new pressures, are things really moving forward? New yachts are delivered, Liramor-23 falls into the sights of a new enemy, will things move in a direction that all want? Because of the amount of abbreviations in this story, I include a glossary: Adm. Admiral, naval rank (see Cmdr.) -- above a captain Capt. Captain...