Chapter 04 -- Komal, the Mild-mannered Lady | 3 years later, Present Day | For someone who was so mild-mannered, Komal was a very demanding lady, Sundar thought. She demanded punctuality, she demanded perfection in tasks she gave Sundar, she demanded Sundar keep to rigid timelines, and most of all she demanded financial tributes. Financial tributes were ve...
I live in Los Angeles and don't get much of a chance to practice my hobby of cross dressing. Once per year however, my company sends me to an industrial convention and I take full advantage of the opportunity. This year I was to travel to San Antonio, Texas, to attend a conference at a large hotel located on the River Walk. I packed two bags, one with my b...
It had been a few times now that he slipped a comment in during some hot times that hinted to him wanting me go and fuck someone else. I never really paid much attention to it as often what happens while fucking stays there. Tonight was a little bit different. As I was riding him for all I was worth and he was groaning under me he gasped how hot it was to wa...
This is a story I wrote for last year's NaNoWriMo. It is a Skyrim fanfic, but I have written it in such a way that you can enjoy it even if you have not played the game. If you like fantasy, with a bit of romance, elves, dragons and werewolves thrown in – you should like it. *** The Nords were a hardy race. They were considered little more than uncouth ba...
[Part 6] In the morning, Karishma brought her breakfast again. Kareena looked up at her and raised her eyebrows. Karishma nodded. "Did you...?" Kareena asked. Karishma shook her head "Madhu did." "Oh!" Kareena was disappointed. Putting the tray down, Karishma opened her cage "I am just kidding. Yes, I did." She bent forward and showed Kareena trace...
Jack finished his morning workout by stretching. Sweat dripped off of lean muscle as the warm early sun beat down on the bare skin of his chest. He bent to pick up his water bottle, thankful for a sudden cool breeze as he made his way back up the short driveway of his nondescript house in his painfully ordinary cul-de-sac. He smiled and waved at a neighbor a...
"Perhaps one of my favorite paintings in the whole museum is this portrait of Madam de Pompadour by Francois Boucher. This was one of many paintings the artist completed of the Marquise. She was clearly an object of fascination for him beyond his duty as the royal portrait-maker, because none of the other royals were immortalized with the same quantity." The...
Permanent Slavery Journey Upon owner's order what follows is the story of this slave's (age 60) path to permanent slavery. And the life, 7 years in May 2020, of slavery. Owner's Order: Write the story of your history with female domination. How it led to my taking permanent ownership of you. What your life of slavery has been. This one time you are release...
Eric now looked starry eyed at his mistress Victoria as she watched with interest the techniques employed by Dominique as she exacted various humiliating and painful punishments on Bernard. He watched her mature yet supple body ripple, as she applauded with the other dommes at the end of sessions where Bernard had experienced the spiteful woman's prowess wit...
CHAPTER ONE Donna Floriella Deoporto Norvona de Sante Cruxes stood on the deck of the SS Pogona as it finished docking in Rio de Janeiro. She scanned the waiting crowd, searching for a first glimpse of her husband to be. The year is 1881 and Floriella is a 'Letter Bride' -, the marriage had been arranged between the two families via agents, photographs and...