Two creamy white cum shots begin sliding down the side of my boot. My husband and I look at them as they make their way down the sparkling black leather leaving a filmy track in their wake. My fingers gently caress my clit, the sight of the boots and the cum and the events leading up to it have me on edge. "How many is that, my love." "Seven, my queen." "...
Caroline woke first, she blinked and looked around as she realised she was not alone, Donna was there with her, warm and naked against her own bare flesh. She kissed Donna's head gently and she mused that having a slave was not at all what she expected, but inn her heart she was absolutely sure that she wanted Donna. She remembered the previous evening, h...
**Written for my Mistress Louise** Part 1 The phone call came in at 2.45 pm and Paul answered with the usual friendly and casual Hello. The woman on the other end said she had seen his ad in the local paper and wished to hire him for the night. Paul had something planned but needed the cash so quickly agreed. After agreeing to terms of what she was seeking...
BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR. He remembered that later, much later but by then it was too late. By then every semblance of masculinity had been totally stripped away from him. He was no longer master in his own home. How could he have been so foolish? Had there been a part of him that hoped she would find out? He had been so careful, smug even. Why shouldn...
Colin & I Get Friendly, Sort Of Ch. 01 The usual disclaimer applied to all celebrity fantasies applies here as well. I know nothing of Colin Farrell's sexual orientation, besides he is at the very least a raging heterosexual. I don't mean to imply otherwise, he's just flat out hot to anyone, straight, gay or otherwise. This is fiction, plain and simple. *...
Everyone stopped. The ladies all looked at Jennifer with their mouths hanging open, and Debbie just stood there mortified, not believing what he just heard. "Do you not speak English bitch, I said get the fuck out of here right now. That's your punishment." He didn't move. "Oh, are you feeling sorry now Tinkerbell, well tough shit, beat it, bye-bye." De...
After Erica left me alone at the food court I sat quietly and nibbled daintily at my sandwich. I stared blankly at nothing in particular, but was jolted back to reality when Derek leaped out from somewhere inside the gate surrounding the food court's fountain and landed on the chair Erica had so recently occupied. "Riddle me this?" Derek asked. "What?" "R...
"Well done Steve, you've been nominated for the best new comer award," said my boss, Kev. "Couple of things, do i have to wear a suit and is the beer free?" I replied. "Think you could get away with shirt and trousers to be honest, but I think that drinks are free," Kev replied. He had smile on his face knowing full well how much I hated wearing a suit....
You are alone in a room. There's a door on one wall, but no windows. It's lit by a hanging light above. The floor is carpeted with a thick pile red rug and the walls are painted red, with a black ceiling. There are few furnishings, a large circular bed, with black silk sheets and a black fur throw, a large oak cupboard, chair and a small end table. The room...
Going Home My chains rattled on hardwood between stretches of thick carpet runners. I staggered blindfolded down the labyrinthine halls of Corinna's mansion, limping from the ferocity of her last beating. Corinna's heavy breasted, coal black slave, a girl barely more than a teenager, dragged the show animal by its scrotum leash to yet another exhibition bef...