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...
"My..." Muttered princess Esme, as the maids followed her into the room. "What a mess. Those opposing armies really didn't stand a chance." "May we help you undress, your highness?" Esme only responded by lifting her arms. Carefully, after several layers of petticoats and ceremonial armor had been removed, they revealed it. The chastity belt, precisely wh...
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...
As her suffering daughter hung only ten feet from her, mother was tired and went to sleep quickly. But tonight's dreams were different from ones she had stated to have on occasion since discovering her daughter's desires last weekend. They became much more intense, and much very pleasurable. During these dreams, both were slaves under Mistress Tonya. Made t...
When George Christopher Casemont, leader of the Frostburg Avenue Longboarders, got to take Gabrielle Abruzzi to the prom, his boys were impressed. As long as Casey, Flynn, Rod and "The Squirrel" had been running together, they'd never gotten much play from any of the Abruzzi sisters, who were kind of stuck up. But, time went by, and Casey moved to Seattle,...
There's a special quality about late nights in an airport bar, drinking and shooting the shit with folks you are NEVER going to see again. I heard somebody telling this story while I was drinking away a layover at Dallas-Fort Worth. By the time I thought to turn around and see who was telling the tale, the storyteller was gone. It's probably just a drunkard'...
Phineas peered out of his cell window, somewhat furtively, as he didn't want Miss Blythe to accuse him of skylarking and wasting time in his cell. He had his computer work to do, and she'd also ordered him to write 1,000 times in his cell "I am a biological waste of Miss Blythe's time". But there she was! There was his beloved Miss Blythe, walking back from...
In the previous episode slaves Samantha and Steven both earned 3 months locked away in chastity for sharing a bed. However Steven earned another 3 months for running away from home for the day. Katrina who was beginning to like her slave invited Steven to her bedroom for the night, although he had to sleep on the floor. --- "Steven wake up." Katrina said...
On Monday my balls still hurt like crazy, even in the evening, then on Tuesday the pain wasn't quite so bad, on Wednesday I felt I could risk having a quick wank. I was working at home that day, and my wife had gone to London on the train, so I was free to delve in the linen basket for a pair of her used knickers. I found a beige pair, not thongs, which are...
Patty and I have been married for 23 years. Our sex life hasn't been what I'd call "conventional" (my erection is a little less than three inches hard) but things were OK six years ago, until she had our youngest, Brad. Since then our sex life became less and less active, which wasn't all due to my small size. Patty never mentioned it or complained about it...