She was laying on the couch, wearing nothing but her very special thong when he walked in the door. Laela lay on her back with her back arched in pleasure as she ran her hands up and down her body and moaned. Her eyes were closed but she heard him enter the room, feeling his eyes all over her. She continued to tease herself, softly pinching her nipple with o...
Dear Paige, How are you Sis? Thank you so much for writing. Yes, everything is lovely here. John's idea of an extended honeymoon has been an absolute pleasure. When you yourself get married you must insist upon as much time alone, away together as you can. We have been spending long days by the beach, relaxing and drinking. The night life here is relativel...
This chapter continues my private diary of misadventures I've endured because of my most spiteful neighbor, Mrs. Smith, who has never forgiven me for succumbing to her husband's seduction, [he was, and still is when she is away, a most delightful fuck] and now seeks to cause me grief whenever possible. We had almost arrived back at my condo complex where we...
Jamie didn't know what was coming, but the Sissy Slave Slut was excited all the same. Anticipation blends well with adoration. While waiting to see what Madam would do, he knew that whatever it was, he would adore Madam even more as he knew she would do so with care. She was going to want his very best behavior and he knew he would comply. The written instr...
Read the previous chapters if you want to have a clue what's going on. No sex in this one, sorry about that, just some events leading up to the next chapter. I awoke hurting in places I didn't even know I had before this. There were rug burns on my knees, back, and ass. My pussy felt like I had fucked the whole bar, something I had been foolishly consider...
Tnank you to MarlinPerkins for his inspiration and instructions. This is my first submission. Would love to hear feedback, constructive criticism. Please be kind :o). Thanks - Trixie I searched through the kitchen for just the right tool. So many possibilities...potato scrubber...rubber spatula...slotted wooden spoon...PANCAKE TURNER! My husband Bob is a gi...
The sun warmed the airy room but still Niki shivered, as she watched the repairman go about his work. He was tall, over six foot, well built with sculptured muscles. But that hadn't been the first thing she had noticed, the thing that had made her damp and needing release. When he knocked the door Niki hadn't taken much notice, waving in the general direct...
I used to absolutely despise getting my car fixed. The idea of taking it in to be serviced repulsed me—the waiting, the sitting around, the boredom. I would avoid it like the plague—but this is how it all changed. I had been talking with a friend earlier that day about, well, teasing boys. What harm could be done by wearing a short skirt or a low cut shirt...
We stood at the front of the classroom, Master and I. Master had been asked to give a talk on our lifestyle... the bdsm lifestyle. I was nervous, because obviously I was there as his demonstration. It's not that I'd find it hard, but as yet I wasn't used to being used and shown off in front of strangers. *** The talk was going well. Master held the audienc...
Miss Cherry and the human pet walked to a small strip mall, lined with stores that catered to 'kinky' people. Miss Cherry pointed to one of the stores and said "The Master and I have never owned a human pet before. You will know what to buy far better than myself. Here is the money." She handed the slave a plastic credit card. "Go buy the necessary items. I...