"The asking price is eight hundred dollars." "Eight hundred? Seems a little steep, don't you think?" "Are you kidding? At that price, I'm doing you a favor! I should be asking double that!" A silvery laugh, high and feminine, and then the woman's voice, the one I didn't recognize. "Doing your bank account a favor, I'll warrant. Tell you what. I'll offer y...
I awoke from a deep sleep. One that could only come from a very relaxed and satisfied place. Lying in bed, I reflected on what had happened to me over the last 24 hours and thought about the dull ache that still emanated from my arse. But more importantly, I wondered about what was to come! Less than 12 hours ago, I had been an anal virgin and had been sca...
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
Sunday & Monday – The run up to our Grand Opening Dear readers: Apologies that this has taken almost a year to come! You may be totally confused this story. If so, please read the Piercing for NND sequences leading up to Sunday Evening. It might help you follow what is going on. SUNDAY AFTERNOON We spent the whole of Sunday morning clearing up from the n...
For the rest of the day, after Natasja had been humiliated by Fred at the table, his fondling of her making her forget where she was and arousing her, then stopping before she could come with all the staff watching her, she was made to work in the kitchen. The cook took the opportunity to feel her tits and ass through the button front dress, and her face was...
Roland is the one who suggested I write this. So for him I will. If anyone else had wanted me to tell you my story it would not be happening. Roland owns me, in more ways than one. This is not your standard Dom/sub relationship. It is a blend of business and pleasure. It did not start with me looking for a Master. My only child was in college. I had reuni...
(Note: this dream is in a world where slavery is legal. Criminals are taken for "treatments" where their memories of the past are removed and they are trained for a job. Most end up doing menial work, but a few are selected to be pleasure slaves) My first memories are of being a slave. Perhaps I was one in a former life, perhaps not. In one of my memories I...
Chapter 1 "Let's do something different, Mike. Seems like we do the same old things, suck and fuck, and yes, it's nice, but I really want us to try something that will make my pussy just go wild. Like when I was first having sex. I couldn't get enough, I just had a buzz in my pussy all the time. I wanna feel that buzz again. I mean, I'm twenty-six, not seve...
I feel a little nudge; I am sleeping on my left side while Mark curls up against my back. His right arm is draped along my side, his hand cupping the curve of my bottom. He nudges me again. I can feel the hardness against my arse so I lift my right leg a bit and let him slip in between. Mark lets out a contented sigh as his little one slides along my pussy....
To my readers, First of all I think I should apologize to the people that started reading my story, and whom I left hanging. Although I have a good reason for not continuing the story back then, I should have given notice, and I'm sorry I did not. When I resumed to the story I decided to revise the already submitted chapters, because to me some parts felt...