Derek has been searching for months. Searching for just the right person to take him on his journey of submission. The one woman to be his owner, his Mistress, and his one and only Goddess. Looking through websites over and over again. Spending hours on a daily basis examining every person that comes along. Watching as they come in and go out of his life. Sc...
Chapter 2 – The Choice Early the following morning, Sabrina woke me up with a kiss. She had a mischievous look in her eyes, like a child that stole a piece of candy while her mother wasn’t looking. As I went to kiss her again, she giggled and quickly jumped out of bed. I watched her naked body go into the bathroom. She turned on the water to the shower, and...
Several days later in my secret email account I got a message from Bill. It simply read, Need my balls drained, Marge is going to be late getting home tonight. I'll give you a call." I responded back that I wasn't sure I could make it. Several hours later I got a response back from Bob, "If I call you, you will be there, see attachments. Remember, you made...
Chapter 2: Coffee, Blood, and Vanessa Ah, we left Nick leaving his bar; he's covered with smoke and a sweet memory of Lisa. What about that bitter memory of Vanessa? I think we should stick around, and see what ole Nicky Boy will think up next. It's like a free movie anyhow. Have your popcorn? Let's go! Nick walked a few blocks and smoked another cigarette...
Hey all. My name is Gina. I am 31, an Italian American woman, divorced and yearning to let people get to know some of the more, ”secret” parts of my life. I have always been a voyeur, an exhibitionist and consummate unfulfilled sexual being. What I am hoping to do is give you all a little piece of my thoughts, fantasies and real-life experiences. So, wish m...
Part I: Friday My relationship with Mistress Kayla and Master John had fallen into a bit of a routine after six months. By that time, I was starting to get to the point where I couldn't remember when I hadn't been with them. I shouldn't say so much them, as Mistress Kayla. A month after she'd taken ownership of me, Master John had taken ownership of his own...
Amber was a high school senior. At five foot eight she was a little on the tall side and of a medium build. She had dark blonde hair that was thick and slightly wavy. It reached down to her mid-back. She liked to think she had a pretty face with soft features and lovely blue-green eyes with only the slightest hint of freckles around her nose. She was a bit d...
After crashing at a friend's house for the next two nights, Kevin found himself haggard and hungry as he lugged himself across town to his Mother's trailer. Walking slowly through the grimy trailer park, Kevin smiled slightly seeing that his Mom's car wasn't parked out in front. "Still at work... won't have to listen to her Bitch for a while at least," K...
The flared head of the man’s penis reminded her of the bright red hat on her aunt Desiree’s garden gnome. She thought of the fluted spear of a devil's tail, of caps on toadstools, of branding irons and plug heads. His penis was the length of a dollar bill and the daunting breadth of a glass coke bottle. She was nervous. She was afraid that it would hurt her....
Summary: a brokenhearted boy southern boy meets a city girl. Interracial. Story about true love when one least expects it, or is avoiding it. "Jed Michaels! Get up! This is getting to be ridiculous; it's been seven months now-" "And four days..." he said, rolling on his side, turning his back to his mother. She just didn't understand what it felt like,...