It was the third time she'd driven past the house, trying desperately to overcome her nerves, to calm the knot in her stomach and the tightness in her chest. This time she stopped, drawing into the kerb and parking opposite the small detached house, set well back from the road. Her thighs trembling, her palms wet on the steering wheel, she rested her head o...
"Buy me one of those." An attractive woman, maybe mid-thirties slid into the stool next to me at the hotel bar. She was dressed in an immaculate black business suit matching her dark, slightly curly hair, and carrying a long thin leather bag. She caught me glancing at her thighs as her slightly too short skirt rode up and quirked her lips at me. "Well?" I...
Lucy was thrilled to be offered a place at Carbeach University for a media studies course. It was a two year course and was far enough away from home to mean she would have to stay in the Halls of Residence. The University student accommodation wasn't the normal big blocks with students all crammed into dormitories, but individual houses each taking 10 stude...
Life in the colonies was not always a congenial experience for the ladies. There was little to do much of the time. Of course all the Europeans had servants, so housework and cooking was taken care of. They were pampered, but bored. Cynthia Petherington missed the excitement of London life - the parties, the shopping in the fashionable streets, tea at The Ri...
This is a series of stories about the impact of the new female teachers at the traditional school for boys 18 and over, Hamilton Hall, dedicated to preparing them for college but insistent on retaining corporal punishment. The school first hired Linda Crawford and now has both enrolled girls over 18 and brought on two more female teachers. There is some refe...
I suppose I have always been interested in spanking, the thought of tight white cotton briefs stretched over a beautifully formed female bottom was every schoolboy's fantasy. Administering a gentle spanking and, perhaps, pulling the panties down over the fleshy rump and smacking the bare buttocks was frequently one of mine and it usually ended in a lovely ju...
I walked into an airy Chelsea café one recent spring afternoon feeling skeptical about whether Amanda would be the dominant woman I was looking for. I had hoped for a long time to meet special lady who could take me to the depths of submission that I craved. I had met three other women from the same web site where I first connected with Amanda but in one cas...
An erotic short story for Mistress Tracy, whose supreme dominance is sublime. Brad knelt meekly at the feet of the wife who was now also his dominant mistress, his pink pinafore covering the front of his naked body, beneath it his cock languished in a plastic cage trying desperately to erect. The tight ring around his balls to which the cage was attached...
My carpool drops me off at home after work and I walk up sidewalk fumbling in my purse to find my keys. Standing at the door I reach for the knob and insert the key into the lock. I walk in and am about to throw my purse on the side table kick off my shoes and relax before going to class when I see the candles and wine glasses on the table. I'm confused beca...
You have stripped naked and put on the collar and the leather cuffs wrist and ankle - leaving the key for me on the table by the door you have put on the blindfold and then knelt head down, ass up legs slightly apart - cunt and ass facing the door I will enter knowing the first thing I will see is that ass I use so much and your pretty cunt swollen alread...