"Good Slut! See how obedient this cock can be with the proper training! This slut can win many races for his lucky new owner. Who will start the bidding?" The audience of female buyers gathered closer after my performance on the milking table. Heather buckled a wide leather collar around my neck, clipped a short chain leash to it and pulled me forward. I cr...
With a girl it's not really cheating, is it? 'It wasn't really cheating was it,' was how Jenny was thinking? 'It's not like it was with Dean after the wedding when she slept the night with him' she thought?' 'It's not as if she had let a guy pull her in a club or bar and then let him fuck her later,' she pondered. No it was different to any of those, it was...
Sara answered the knock at the door, her long black ponytail swinging gaily behind her. She was wearing a shear navy blue sarong and nothing else, except a smile that underscored her delight at seeing Tyson. "Come in, we don't have much time." she said, watching him as he entered slowly, towering over her and returning her infectious smile with a wide grin....
There was something to it, Julie couldn't deny as she walked through the halls of her office building. Here, she was a person with influence and some power. She had a reputation for being good at her job, responsible and competent. No one she said good morning to would have guessed in a million years how her day began. That she could get so wet by being orde...
This is the nineteenth installment of Mrs. Hart's Ache Chapter X Operation Tinkerbelle ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: see the Index of Terms for the definition of any word with which you are not familiar. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of his newest girl...
I stood in the lobby of Sharp Fitness wearing nothing but a leather slave collar and stainless-steel handcuffs. The girl behind me was staring at my naked butt and the girl at the membership desk was staring at my smooth, shaved vulva and protruding tits. Both of them looked mesmerized, as if they'd never seen a naked girl in a public place before. It was a...
"Sit down Mona. We have to talk." He had heard those two tiny sentences more than a few times in the last several weeks. Every time he did he felt a strange queasiness in the pit of his stomach. Yet no matter how hard he tried, he could not refuse. He walked over to the couch across from the chair where Kathleen was already sitting and sat down. He sat at...
He always called me Toy. Even in public, it was Toy. That one dismissive syllable defined me. I worried about people hearing and judging, but that was short-lived. It was as if the general public was deaf. He noticed my discomfort, of course. He noticed everything. At first, I just figured he was preternaturally aware. "People hear only what they want to...
He looked at me after I had uttered those fateful words. I had just told my husband that I had spent the afternoon fucking another man. His face was a mixture of shock and disbelief and something which I rarely saw in him -- anger. "Tell me all about it," he said, "and don't leave anything out." And I did. I told him everything about meeting Jenny and then...
"Gosh, there's so much to tell!" Justin replaced instead of 'hello', his arms wrapping around his best friends shoulders, pulling her in tight. "Good! College life is busy, hm?" Becca asked, returning the cuddle. It was not the following Saturday, but the one after that since the incident with the scars on the Thursday, and Justin remembered he hadn't see...