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I stood in front of the mirror, looking over my shoulder, vainly admiring the deep, branded mark on my right buttock. The club's insignia, of a riding crop and the outline of a woman's body. When I touched it, ever so gently, it was still tender, as was the memory of the awful, searing pain off the red-hot iron burning into my delicate flesh. But the memory...
"It's stifling in here," Jessie said, "I wish they would open a window or something." "Don't worry, honey, this won't take much longer," Carla said, "After all, they got that hunk from sales to be Santa, I just wish it was me working under him." "Oh stop it," Jessie reddened at the implied thought. "Oh come on now, Jessie, wouldn't you like to find out wh...
It's the feel, I think, more than the appearance. Yes I'm interested in how they look, but I am more interested in the touch. Sure, the cut, the style, how much is covered and how much is revealed are important, but nowhere near as much as the sensations I receive. I get so aroused by simply holding the garment in my hands that sometimes it's nearly impossib...
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," she growled to him. Her hands slid down the bodice of costume, her fingertips gliding against the smooth black and yellow leather criss-crossing her torso. The soft mesh and obviously see-through material beneath it rubbed against her soft skin and she groaned as it did so across her thick nipples. They both wat...
This is my submission for Halloween. It contents strong, violent content, and an incest theme. If this is not your cup of tea please move on. To those of you who stick around, I hope you enjoy it, and please remember to vote! Its what make this story count. * A long lean leg slipped from beneath the covers and dipped towards the floor. In the moonlight,...
CHAPTER 1 Just on closing time a guy stood in front of the door Louise Lee was about to lock from the inside. She almost smiled politely and walked away. But his smile turned her brain into a roller coaster. The prudent part of her brain cried 'Danger'. Her groin thought otherwise and Louise found her hands pulling open the door. "We're closed." "You cou...
Chapter 15: A Subpoena to Testify The week passed quickly. Over and over Junie fought the impulse to beg her Master for his answer. She wrote to Tammi and her sons. Nearly every day she exchanged notes with Monica, little everyday messages about books, movies, how the baby she was caring for was growing, how the puppies were growing up. The small, flat-s...
I love when I wake up before she does. To pull her body to me or under me and feel her naked softness warm against me. She's always cold and if I press close she will snuggle like a kitten, her body seeking the warmth of mine. Sometimes I wake her with kisses and caresses before I take her. Sometimes I coax her body into a position and simply wake her by sin...
It was the day the storm came to Puerto Preto. Luisa's grandmother, Señora Maria-Luisa Llobet de Rodriguez, dressed in black, pressed her ample weight against the window frame on the second floor of No.5 Calle Manjon and fanned herself with her grandson's hat. She sucked in a breath of air and watched a stray dog drag its weary body along the pavement below....