"Bruce, Gretchen Chaldony is on line one for you." "Thanks Linda, I'll get it from here." "Hello Gretchen." "Hi Bruce – got another client who needs your help – can we get together next week on Wednesday at 9 in my office – I'll fax your office all the usual information today – that sound good?" One thing I will say about Gretchen, she can make a quest...
Rhiana could barely remember how long she had been enslaved now. Somewhere in the back of her mind were some distant memories, long forgotten scenes almost viewed through someone else’s eyes. Images of playing with her sisters on a family vacation aged only six years; classroom lessons at high school; collecting glasses in the Three Brooks, trying to catch t...
It says in Ecclesiastes "time and chance happens to them all." Before recent events, I believed things happened for a reason. Now I am not so sure. Everything used to be knowable and predictable. Mark and I had a wonderful life. We had a circle of friends and were heavily involved in our church. I was thinking that in another two or three years, the time wo...
One moment, Vanessa was walking down the entrance area of the exclusive hotel with a happy, satisfied look in her eyes. She had been more than successful in entertaining Erickson and his friends. And she had loved every second of the hard rough fucking they had dished out to her. But the next moment, she was suddenly in Trey's vice grip. The bellboy pulled...
Antoinette walked into The Hollow with her puppy, Christopher. Immediately, he took her coat, took his off and handed them to the coat check girl. Antoinette was dressed in a long leather dress, custom made for her generous curves to give her an hourglass figure. The dress was black with red flames licking up from hem to knees; the skirt was split on both si...
Writers note: This is the ninth chapter of my story about Pam whom I first had an affair with back in 2001. This chapter covers the period from 2002 until 2006. All the events here actually happened. The bathroom play gets a little wilder so be warned. Keep the comments coming! There is one more chapter of this story and it is fairly long so it might take me...
My wife, Missy, and I play "sex games" to keep the spice in our marriage. Usually we will play some type of game, like backgammon, poker or gin to decide who gets to determine the game for the night. The winner gets his or her fantasy and is in control; the loser does what he/she is told and plays whatever role is assigned. For the first several years we pl...
We had laid together for about an hour, but my mind would not shut off. Not to mention my belly was growling non-stop. I slipped out from under Missy's arm gently, and she rolled onto her back. I padded across the room, and grabbed my silk dressing gown from the back of the door. I looked back at Missy one last time, before pulling it on and heading down the...
This is the continuation of the submissive activities of Ginny. You should read some of the earlier entries if you haven't done so, only to familiarize yourself with Ginny and other characters. Please enjoy. Comments are welcome and I even respond to a few if asked. ***** Four months later. It was difficult, even now, for Ginny to recall everything that...
I'd been friends with Mark for years. We originally met when his company hired me for a freelance project, and found an instant rapport with each other. He was about a decade older, close enough to my age that we had compatible life experiences but enough of a difference that I viewed him as a mentor, at first just professionally and then personally as we gr...