Dear Shoeblossom: Miguel awaits me, as he and his assistants prepare the cocaine with baking soda. Mig gives orders mostly, and the fellows chop and mix the drugs, and suddenly, there I am in my snug little Hello Kitty top and cargo pants. I've been out shopping with Miguel's Platinum Visa, and I grin at him loopily. "Remy, honey how are you?" Mig smil...
Previously... Bryan is an arrogant biggot. This Halloween season, someone has decided to teach him a series of 7 lessons. Yesterday the lesson was acceptance, but as he chose not to accept the lesson, he ended up with no body hair, wearing a bodystocking and being fitted with a chastity device. Will he learn his remaining lessons? That night he had many...
AFTER THE SHOW Tarique and Roland bowed and the curtain pulled close, shutting them off from the audience. Tarique grinned at her husband, as she tossed her ash blonde hair. "You think we did a pretty good performance, hon?" "Y-yes, Tarique, but you could have gone just a little easier. I think you broke a blister that you put on my butt from last week's...
Introduction: Authors note: Hello dear reader, this is my first story in this website and english is not my first language, but i am up for the challenge. Hope you like my story, and comments are aways appreciated. I decided to write this story seeing how short-lived most of the stories happen to be in this website (no offence intended) , so i hope that my s...
Considering I hadn't killed anyone for months, life was good. People say, "Do what you know." I know killing people. This is not a skill accepted in great degrees by our society. If you're good at killing people, you go into the military, or if you're really good, you get into politics. Neither option appealed to me, so I had used my skills in an illegal f...
A soft breeze flutters my pink chiffon skirt up briefly revealing my panties. My wet, soaking panties. It has been nearly a month since Sir has allowed me an orgasm, and I am constantly on edge. Today is no different. I curse the way the wind softly caresses my thighs, lifts my slightly sheer skirt, blowing cool wind on my hot pussy. As if his teasing each m...
Dear Shoeblossom: What will happen now? Yesterday, Pebbles summoned me from the closet (I undress and kneel there as soon as I come in from work) and instructed me to put on my pink panties and my pink and purple lacy floral print baby doll nightie and high heels. I walked into the living room, and there was Peb, and her sister Faye, and the six guys in my...
Once there was a little mermaid who was forced to wear heavy wreaths of pearls on her head and a parade of oysters on her tail to show that she could take her place amongst her noble sisters and inherit the title she was born to. She bore the pain with great endurance, for she knew no other option. Perhaps it is not so surprising, considering all, that she...
Does she know? Can she tell that I just got fucked? She must be able to smell the sex on me, right? My mind is racing as I sit here in this Uber on my way back home so that I can make it to my dinner with friends on time. The driver is a nice, middle-aged woman who's doing her best to be nice and polite. She asked me to sit in the front seat as she feels mor...
Dear Shoeblossom: I really enjoyed "Letter from Los Angeles: Ms. Scunthorpe's Rebuttal" and also the story from the Time-Lock computer Mistress in "Letter from Greater Ponsonby ." I also have a paid key holder, Phyllis. I grew up in a strict Evangelical family, here in Ohio, and our parents were very primitive, sexually... Masturbation and copulation wer...