This story was written for Mistress A by Her obedient one ********* I hear a knocking at the door; I look at the clock she is right on time. I pat her on the head and beckon her to enter. she enters on her knees; once inside the door is closed and she asks permission to stand so she can disrobe. I ask her if she is dressed in the manner that she has been i...
As Julie awoke, she slowly opened her eyes to happily find she was indeed at home and in her own bedroom. She wondered if all the satisfying moments she had just experienced were for real or another one of her dreams. She was flat on her back, totally nude, and as she turned to look at the time, figured out that for sure they were for real. Her entire body a...
Thank you for reading part 1, I very much appreciated the comments both public and private. For the most part this is actually a true story with a few embellishments of-course. We do not have a Dom -Sub relationship and only on occasion dive into this realm. We do however take advantage of our love of being a little kinky just to keep things spiced up in a v...
My slave kneeled before me in the dark bedroom. I had just started to train him within the past month, and he learned quickly. He knew what I wanted when I fastened my white collar around his neck; he immediately fell to his knees. With his hands on his thighs and his eyes cast downward, he looked like a pious saint reciting a silent prayer. He was beautiful...
Holding the leash that was attached to my collar mistress began walking across her living room towards the basement stairs in the middle of her house. My only choices were to follow or be dragged so I went where she led me. Even from the back she looked incredibly sexy as I watched her ass sway as she walked in front of me. She was dressed like a dominatrix...
Authoress' notes: This is a(nother) sequel to the Imperial Prostitute series. I know I'll get a lot of negative feedback on this story, but I don't care. I really enjoy writing this, especially the character Ta'tan'ia. If you don't want to read it, don't. I really, really want to end this series, as I do feel as though it's going on too long. However, beside...
Your name is Blanche Lechat. You are tall attractive 37 years old woman. Your skin is silky white, your face is beautiful – comparable to a Greek sculptures. You have slender hips, firm ass and big round breasts. Your violet silky hair reach below your ass. You love wearing stockings, garter-belts, high-heeled shoes and silky dresses. You love the feel of si...
Peering out the peephole of my door, I could see you standing there upon the stoop. I noticed that you were nervous, for some reason, as you were nibbling on your lower lip, as is your habit to do so when you are nervous or uncertain. You stood with your back to me and slowly, when you heard my voice, turned to face me. You gave me a mischievous smirk of a s...
Authoress's notes: The following story is a sequel to Return to Trigalis. Lieutenant Stormie Kintra and Jedi Ta'tan'ia have been teamed up, after the Jedi Order and Imperial Security decide to have some of their people work together. During their first encounter, on the Planet Trigalis, Stormie betrayed and kidnapped Ta'tan'ia, intending to deliver her to A...
Rebecca, Amy and Amber laughed as they walked up the plank of the wooden ship. "No way!" Said Rebecca. "Check out the oars! This is a galley slave ship. I have to check it out." The other two rolled their eyes at their History Major friend as they stepped foot on the deck. A handsome shirtless man passed in front of them and Amy smiled. &...