I walk slowly, careful not to trip over my high heels, on my way to Mistress Elena and Master Daniel's hotel room. Mistress Elena is a classmate of Harry. She'd helped him with his assignments in return for me. She and her boyfriend wanted to borrow me for a night to play. Harry often lets his and my friends borrow me in return for some favours. He likes to...
When the car finally made its way up to the museum entrance, Michele was still splayed half naked on the back seat of the car, as Kincaid was slowly pulled her form fitting dress back down her body. When Michele was finally clothed, she tussled her long hair, after which she and Kincaid exited the car and said good-bye to Maurice, whom was scheduled to pick...
It had begun earnestly. Nervous, with a newfound erection-harder, longer than any before I had knelt and ate my own shit—and now sitting uncomfortably in my car, a mere thirty second walk from my Mistress' home, my eyes staring at a huge, suburban, middle-class house in one of the richest areas of my city, I hovered between the most intense fear and the mo...
Thanks for the feedback from Chapter 1, if you have just found this, please read chapter 1 to have the back story as these build upon each other. If you are expecting "perfect realism" this isn't for you. Some things will be exaggerated a wee bit, I do try to keep a strong sense of realism throughout. I'm no professional writer, just having fun. Enjoy! ****...
Mary was the new girl at Brenda's accountancy company. She was a pretty and vivacious girl who had worked hard to get the qualifications she'd achieved. Mary had been working at the company for only a month when the boss, Brenda, told her that she would be attending a conference with Helen, one of the team supervisors. Mary found Brenda just a little bit...
It's a warm summer evening, the sun just setting, creating a warm pink light that fills the windows throughout the house. I'm standing in the kitchen, making myself a snack. I feel you walk up behind me, but pretend to not hear your quiet steps. You stand behind me, and I feel your hot breath on my neck. "Where have you been?" you whisper in my ear....
This is the continuing of a fiction concerning a Dd/Lg relationship and dynamic between two consenting adults (not actually father and daughter so no incest is consumed here) that I wrote some time ago for a very special L/g whom I will be always grateful to for having giving me the chance to explore this particular side of my fantasies and desires. -------...
It had been a long, slow, dark and cold winter. He was, as always at that time of year, somewhat depressed by the lack of sunlight. He longed to be somewhere warm, somewhere bright, and, most of all, in a place where he could be dominated by a cruel and demanding Mistress. He knew he was a walking talking cliché. The overweight office drone with dreams of...
The light streams through a crack in the blinds and I roll over and check the clock. I have only a few moments to lie quietly in bed before the alarm will go off and I will have to get the kids going and off to school. I wonder if he's discovered yet the story I wrote for him last night. I wonder if he played with himself while reading it. I close my eyes to...
It was just another lazy day off that I had been enjoying thoroughly when I decided to drop by my wife Lindy's office to pay a little visit. I knew she liked the surprise of seeing me unexpectedly but I didn't expect the surprise I was about to get. "Lindy isn't here," the office manager Patrice said. "Do you expect her back soon?" "Oh, not for at least...