As always after work, I entered mine and Daddy's empty house, quite exhausted from my day. Daddy always worked an hour later than I did, which on a normal day would give me time to redo my makeup, change into one of my skimpy maid outfits, and have dinner ready for when he returned. However when I entered our bedroom, I saw a tight black dress, a garter belt...
As with most of my stories this one is lengthy, a work of fantastical fiction, and is very much NOT for everyone. If an unfaithful wife, blackmail, large sex toys, body modification, or similar things bother you please give this story a hard pass. Everyone else, I hope you enjoy the story. *** "Namaste." I say as I slowly open my eyes. "Namaste." The flu...
The slave girl kneels on the floor by a corner of the bed. She holds a wooden bowl in her lap. The bowl contains some pieces of fruit and nuts. She is wearing only a scarf tied about her hips. Her gaze is directed to the floor. The slave girl is not happy. Since she came to my house, she has been the supervisor of my lady's bedchamber. Last night, there was...
After my long and dull meeting ended I was eager to get away from the clichéd business speak and settle into a quiet bar stool for a slow gin and tonic. Maybe chase it with a beer. I took a walk several blocks from the convention center in hopes of not bumping into anyone I'd know and found a quaint little establishment that seemed perfect for what I was loo...
Chapter 5 - Better than revenge Early on Wednesday morning, Mona emailed Geoffrey her report from Mark's session as a sign that it went normally; then she went home to sleep. Geoffrey turned up at Mona's house at 2pm. She had risen earlier than normal to have 'breakfast', shower and dress in a tee-shirt and short skirt before he arrived. Mona let Geoffrey...
After that night of hot encounters with my stepsister and her cheerleader friends, which involved steamy sex and their pantyhose, I wound up attending almost all the football games they were cheering in; I just couldn't get enough of watching these young women in their hot cheerleader uniforms and gorgeous legs, wearing pretty tops, skirts, white socks, snea...
"Are you pleased you came baby?" he asked after a while. She wasn't sure if he meant was she pleased she had just made herself cum in front of him on the table or pleased that she had gone through with coming to meet him, but the answer was the same. Tongue tied with shyness as usual she simply replied; "Yes Sir." "Good girl. Come on then; let's get you c...
It had been too long since I last saw my Mistress. I found myself glancing at the clock every 30 seconds or so, squirming around in my the chair uncomfortably. Even though the vibrating plug currently lodged in my ass was currently off, I was still very aware of its girth stretching me open. Sitting on it and having it pushed inside my ass to its fullest was...
This is part two of a fictional story and not intended to suggest anything about real-life BDSM play, consent, or relationships. I welcome your comments and suggestions for this story. Thank you. ***** When I awoke the next morning, Matthew had already left for work. He had left a note for me. "At 2 pm, go to the bathroom and slide this plug into your as...
As Amy writhed against the leather bands holding her limbs in place on the St. Andrew's Cross, she began to regret her impulsively rebellious decisions. The oiled wood was smooth where her naked skin rested against it. The room was small, bright, and clinical. With white walls and bamboo flooring, the room seemed like a doctor's office - excepting the cros...