The following story is partly true and partly fiction. The names have been changed to protect the guilty. I hope you enjoy the story as much as i did living parts of it and wishing i had lived the rest of what is here. ***** A number of years ago i saw an ad from Mistress Kay and was fascinated by what i saw and read. After thinking about it for a while i...
Linda dreamt of the field that night as she slumbered soundly. She had wanted to push Mark to really go to town on her, to ravish her completely but he had met and then far exceeded her hopes and expectations. Mark was still seething with erotic excitement and he slept more fitfully the events of the last day playing over in his head and merging with anticip...
Chapter 9 - Every day has its dog One of the many and varied pleasures of living with Emma is making her breakfast in bed on a Sunday morning and settling back into bed with her to enjoy it together and survey the Sunday papers. On one such morning I came across an article on the burgeoning sex slave scene amongst young professionals in London. Having read...
The red headed woman who stood over me had at first started off as a customer then quickly turned into a friend, how was I to know that she had other plans for me? I’ll get you up to date, we ad gone for a drink and whether she drugged my drink or I suddenly couldn’t hold much I found myself awake in her spare room dressed in her underwear, gagged. My hand...
Pt. 1 "Hi Honey. What's up?" Fannie's husband S says over the phone. "Not much. Just another boring afternoon." She replied as she sat at her desk in the reception area. "Miss Jordan went out to a meeting before lunch and hasn't returned yet. This was a big one and she didn't plan any appointments at all today so I've been here all alone. I hope that she g...
This is a longer, more emotional, less reality-based version of "The Coffee Table." ***** She was instantly embarrassed when she clicked the like button. He was actually looking for someone much younger, according to the bits of the profile she hadn't read until after clicking the like button. The first part of his profile said, "you must love music" and t...
Back at work in the new year, I was missing Sophia's horny body. A sight for sore eyes amongst the chaotic views of site work. She turned up all overalls and paint rags one lunchtime at the end of the first week. I was mortified when she took her bag of used nylons away with her. I had missed her naughty little body and her cheeky ways but to have a little...
She heard their laughter coming from the next room, but she couldn't make out their words. She wondered what they were laughing about. A feeling of dread in the pit of her stomach led her to believe that they were devising some sort of humiliation for her. How could she have been so stupid? What had begun as an exciting romp with a handsome stranger had beco...
Author's note: Before you read this please take a couple of things into account. First, this is a BDSM story in the BDSM category, if that does not appeal to you then please don't read it and tell me how evil I am. Second, this story involves several intense scenes where safe words should be used but the character with Alayna does not. Please do not think th...
Eleven For the life of her Diana could not understand what a wonderful feeling it was when Angela's hips began bucking thrusting her pubis further into her willing mouth. Gratified that her ministrations were having the desired effect, she increased her activities until Angela was screaming with abandon. "Yes, do it. Oh . . . .my . . . God!" Grasping both...