Caroline Forbes Stories

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The Slavescapades Ch. 04

by Steranter on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Yesterday, had been an interesting day. Morgan had witnessed the punishments of both Cassie and Alexis for their failures at the office, and Morgan had been left to simply observe and enjoy, bathing in the success of her own sexually satisfying endeavors with the staff and in being in the Master's favour for it. Alexis, small and petite, had been strapped do...

The Slavescapades Ch. 05

by Steranter on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

The door closed behind them, and the Master and Cassie were gone, for two whole weeks. He was whisking her away to some far flung exotic place, and had left Morgan and Alexis at the house. Alexis' invite had been cancelled for she was ill, and Morgan assumed her invite was still in the post, or some other unseen place. Still, with Alexis in bed, Morgan had t...

The Slavescapades Ch. 03

by Steranter on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Morgan awoke to light suddenly blaring into her room as the curtains were opened, quickly pulling her duvet over her face. "Sorry Miss, but the Master wishes you present for breakfast." Morgan let out a sigh into her pillow before pushing herself up into sitting. "Thank you, Claire." The maid had opened Morgan's wardrobe for her, and lifted out an outfit f...

The Slavescapades Ch. 02

by Steranter on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Morgan awoke, bright and early, in her large and comfortable bed to the sound of her alarm. She shushed it quickly, lest she accidentally awoke her sister slaves in the next rooms. She got out of bed, already dressed for her plan, and quietly left the room, closing the door very gently behind her. She tiptoed down the hall, watching out for the creaks in the...

Letter from Dayton

by justincbenedict on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

From Aldous the Call Boy Dear Shoeblossom, Knobby dances naked, huge Victor rat traps snapped on his nipples, as Lia and I take turns swinging at his swinging balls and trembling buttocks. I am using a car ariel I broke off of the neighbor's old Corvette, and it makes long red streaks on Knobby's buttocks, and Lia, giggling, is slashing him on his other si...

The Slavescapades Ch. 07

by Steranter on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Forbes grunted as Morgan lowered her asshole further onto his dick, as he moved his hand in and out of her cunt, working his fingers further in. With her back to him, Morgan had her legs either side of him, spread wide, kneeling over him, with her arms held high above her head, cuffed over the beam under the roof. The length of the cuffs gave her only slight...

Caroline's Karma

by markelly on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

(My deepest thanks go to ArthurianMorgaine for editing this story for me. It was a joy to work with her and her edit has made this story flow so much better. In turn I hope you the reader enjoy this story as much as I had fun writing it.) Karma: - For every unpleasant event that occurs, a second event will occur that will cancel out by virtue the first ev...

Whores Make Great Wives Pt. 06

by erectus123 on Dec 23, 2017
BDSM

MEAT PACKER'S BDSM BALL & CELEBRITY SEX WITH FORBES AND LIZ TAYLOR {The teller of this tale, Gaspardo Del Tornet, talks of his life experiences. Gaspardo is a French citizen born in Aix-en-Provence of a father who was very strict, being a Sergeant in the French military and born of a French Moroccan mother, who was a baker, specializing in chocolate filled...

Environmental Hazards Ch. 04

by WifeWatchman on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...

Correct Exposure (Teacher Petting)

by JudeWrites on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

I was always amazed at how someone from my past unfailingly seemed to turn up on opening nights of exhibitions. It didn't seem to matter which city I was in, some old school friend, long lost family member or an acquaintance from the photography fraternity seemed to find the ads for my openings in the small print and turn up to say hi. And, to be truthful,...