The Mayor of the City of Paris invited Laetitia Casta to a special dinner for her to honor her achievement as an International Supermodel. She is one of the highest paid models in the international scene. Just recently she modeled three outfits at the Cia Martima Swimsuit show and reportedly got $75,000. Zuo as Laetitia is fondly called graced the dinner....
"From a dream to a nightmare..." Marc whispered to himself as he struggled yet again, trying to get the ropes binding his arms behind his back to budge and only succeeding in making them dig further into his skin. He stopped trying after another wave of pain rippled through his skull, sure that a bruised welt had already formed upon his head where the ugly p...
Mr. Fantasy, the name was given to me by a couple of clients. I almost wince every time I even see it. The name really doesn't matter to me anyway just a screen name for an e-mail account through which I do a rather strange business. Not that it's a major source of my income, actually it's quite the opposite, and I spend a lot of money on this little hobby o...
The villages surrounding the ceremonial grounds were abuzz with talk. Soon the future high priestess would gift them with her powers of life. One village had been allowed two recipients and there was much boasting about that honor. Inside the ceremonial house, Kennice sat in the corner guarded by two very burly men with matching scowls. She was dressed in...
When I woke, Master was gone, but there was a note taped to the door. "Good morning slut. Put on the clothes on the desk and crawl to the front door, you will wait there for me on your hands and knees, legs wide, facing the door. You will not move until you are ordered to. Master." The "clothes" hardly deserved the word. The tail, the tiniest skirt I hav...
The sun felt good on my chest and legs as I lounged on the second-story deck of my rented townhouse. It had a been a long week at work, and a few hours if doing nothing was exactly what I needed on this beautiful Saturday morning in late May. A light breeze ruffled the leaves on the trees and tinkled the windchimes hanging from the eve. I had my shirt off, t...
Jack should have known better. He'd spent much of his 25 years pulling some sort of hustle or scam or another and could definitely safely class himself as "streetwise" without leaving himself open to mockery. He definitely should have known better than to underestimate Samantha. Jack was medium height and slightly out of shape with close cropped hair and a...
The life of a fallen angel isn't easy, folks. If someone told you that, then someone lied. However, there are some perks. My name is Falafel. Don't laugh. It ain't funny. And yes, it's my real name. I used to be an angel, until I decided to make my own way into the world. I didn't leave Heaven to follow Lucifer Morningstar and his parade of sycophants. I lef...
Anita was about a meter ahead of me, as I deliberately let her lead, to admire her gracefully undulating wide buttocks and luscious legs. Being a female butt freak, I always look around to find any interesting female with alluring behind. She looked stunning with about five feet and eight inch height, proportionately feminine fleshy curves. Her oval face ad...
Well, here is the second chapter in the series, hope it meets up to your expectations. ***** Colin and Alecia proceeded to make small talk and though she never outright accused him of mentally peeping at her thoughts, more than a few of the things she said seemed like little innuendoes regarding the daydreams Colin had witnessed. It would likely be unnerv...