I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** The matron sits at the front of the room, gorgeous and tailored perfectly. She's wearing a tight short black dress and nee...
My Dear Readers, Disclaimer: What I write is fiction/fantasy/fairy tales for adults. None of my characters are real, no one was injured during the production of my stories and just like on T.V., they all get up when the scene is over, have a beer, remove the makeup and go home, ready to return in the next chapter, all the boo boos healed. Some spelling an...
It is highly recommended that you read "the Misunderstanding" before this story. The first story gives important history to fully appreciate this new story. ***** Phil was dissatisfied. But why? Now that he was living with Mary his life was much better than before. He was finally getting the bondage he loved, he was getting the spankings he craved, he ha...
Once I get home, I practically run to my room. Sitting in the car has pressed my plug deep into my ass and now my running causes it to wiggle around while still deep inside me. "Home Princess," I text as soon as I close and lock the door to my room. I quickly peel all my clothes off except for my panties and get on my knees. My toy is retrieved from a draw...
Author's Note: This story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. If that isn't your cup of tea then I suggest you move on, there is something for everyone. If it is, well... This is Chapter 2 of the story I started far too long ago (my apologies, I was surprised at how well received the first one was.) and with nothing else to do in the quaran...
Hey everyone. Hope you enjoy my story. Still new to writing and would appreciate any feedback you have. ***** Another Saturday night another date strikeout. Third one this month. I'm not saying that they were bad. There wasn't a spark and I knew that there wouldn't be a second date again. She was cordial and funny but she seemed distant and distracted. I w...
It was a grand circular mattress. Sheer, very sheer fabric hung from the ceiling and was spread out to make a cone shaped canopy curtain. Oil lamps were in key locations in the room, giving just enough light. Wearing nothing but a pair of white pants and a simple white top, her hair tumbling around her form, Princess Inka lied down on this bed and gave a mis...
Selina Kyle was in a bit of a bind. She couldn't help but muse at how erotic her situation was. She had been stripped naked, and her hands tied to opposing corners of a four-poster bed. Pacing impatiently back and forth in front of her was the daughter of the demon, Talia Al Ghul, looking frustrated but more sultry than ever in her backless white dress. Sel...
The next day, the Prince returned to Paris to comfort his friend, and Rosalind traveled with him to resume her life in court. The Chevalier and Duke followed. It was a bright cheerful day, and Rosalind was looking forward to visiting Princess Mary. After her long absence, Mary greeted Rosalind with a warm embrace. She was eager to share with Rosalind all th...
Prologue They were the perfect family. The two kids, one girl and one boy, always played nice with each other and kept the house clean. The mother and father were very affectionate and worked together to make a safe and loving home for their children. The only thing wrong was that the son was missing an arm, the daughter an eye, the mother's head was hel...