She pulled the dress on over her head and looked in the mirror. It was form fitting, just short enough to be inappropriate for work and just long enough to be appropriate in a small town. She pulled on a jean jacket and slipped her feet into a pair of simple heels. It was far from her normal attire, but tonight she had to blend in. Her heels echoed on the...
Rick and Holly felt like they'd known each other forever. They'd chatted on instant messenger for years and even talked on the phone for hours at a time. Very soon, though, they'd get to spend a weekend together. No distractions, no phones, TVs, kids, or anything else – just the two of them and their ever-growing lust for each other. Since they'd known eac...
Sofia and I went back to the gazebo exactly one week later, to the hour. One of the same couples was there. So was a man sitting alone, casually, with his arms back on the rails, smoking a cigarette. He said hi in a friendly way. He was in his 30s, not bad looking, with a mane of curly hair. We greeted the others knowingly but discreetly. The presence of t...
Sylvia sighed as she stepped through the first set of mechanized doors. She could feel the anticipation and excitement in her joints, her fingers, her toes. She was anxious to be inside the sterile room where the experiment was to take place. She'd been reading and preparing for weeks. The day had finally arrived. In the first room, she stripped down to her...
My life-altering ordeal began on a spring day last year when I responded to an ad for the selling of a 1960 Porsche. I didn’t have nearly the $14,000 the owner was asking so my curiosity was really a complete waste of time. I promptly arrived at the owner’s hillside home and he greeted me with earnestness. He was in his late forties or early fifties - I coul...
It had been a long, slow, dark and cold winter. He was, as always at that time of year, somewhat depressed by the lack of sunlight. He longed to be somewhere warm, somewhere bright, and, most of all, in a place where he could be dominated by a cruel and demanding Mistress. He knew he was a walking talking cliché. The overweight office drone with dreams of...
Before Breakfast: When he woke he as disoriented - he didn't know the time, couldn't see the light or see anything, blinking he felt the blindfold. He tried to stretch, but his arms were still bound behind him. He tried to move , to sit, but his leash didn't have enough slack. As he moved, she pushed him down and kissed him, "Good morning, my little slut. I...
Lately, I've become concerned about my boss. She has always been such an industrious person, regularly putting in long hours on behalf of the company. Recently, however, I discovered that I'm outlasting her, and that she's gone by the time I pack up my computer for the night. My schedule hasn't changed much, so it must be her. I've also become concerned bec...
Author's note: this never happened. Minerva is a figment of someone's imagination. This is the first story I've posted in almost two years that hasn't been edited by my partner. Not edited by anyone, only me. ***** She was gorgeous. Dark-haired, alluringly sexy, entrancing long intelligent face, waiting outside her flat as his taxi arrived. He'd consider...
Lights were flashing, music was bumping, drinks were flowing and bodies were dancing. Sweat scented the air along with alcohol, smoke and the sultry perfume of sex. Everywhere I turned I could see horny men with their hands tightening around their crotch. Women beckoning the poor fools while removing their skimpy garments and letting them flutter to the stag...