Her breakfast was served in her bedroom. It was a frugal but pleasing meal, cold leftover meats, buttered rolls, and a cup of coffee with a sinful amount of sugar. Danetta had her dining furniture moved to the balcony so she could enjoy the balmy weather. She wasn't fully dressed yet. All she had was her chemise, a pretty robe, and a pair of slippers. Fort...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and the characters bear no resemblance to any persons living or dead. It is a pure fantasy and highly improbable in real life. Please read this story in sequence if possible. Comments, feedback and votes greatly appreciated. Appreciate the few comments I have received in the past and I apologize for the de...
The rest of the day went by in a haze of anxiousness and meetings. I found myself staring at the office clock incessantly. Like anyone else, the act of watching time slip by is torture. The more you want the clock to move the slower it goes. Eventually, however, the clock wore down and with ten minutes left, I decided to leave early. Grabbing my stuff, I hea...
Through out the night Jack Ramse slept with one eye open. Not just for the next unexpected Beast to try and eat him either. His two newfound associates were still too new to him to fully trust. It was bad enough trying to rest without the Sprite named O'tah alias "Iota" clinging to his covered manhood. He needed to break her habit before it got out of hand....
It was only a text from my girlfriend. I mean, how ominous could something so seemingly innocuous possibly be? Melinda wanted me to meet her at 9:00 P.M. at her home. She hadnt discussed the possibility of anything resembling a date for the occasion, so there were no definitive plans to go anywhere or to engage in any specific activities except for my visiti...
Author's Note: This chapter is slight departure in tone from the previous so I wanted to give you a bit of a head's up. Early in the chapter is a short and completely non-erotised scene featuring domestic violence and some descriptions of wounds. If that's something that you need some space from in your life right now you can skip the couple of paragraphs th...
This story is intended for adult audiences only. All characters found within are above 18 years of age. This is the fourth chapter in a series centered on the heroine Kanesha Connors. This story was written with the help and approval of the lovely Aerielle. She is the inspiration of the lovely Kanesha and her perils. She has been a huge help in developing th...
"So," I asked My wife and slave as W/we lay in bed, "have you given any thought to a Halloween costume for this year?" "What!?!" was her anticipated response. "Master, it's just barely the beginning of September!!!" "So?" I chided her, gently pinching her just above the hip bone. "There's no reason to not think about it now, is there?" "i suppose not,...
The trip to the Lodge lasted about four hours where they arrived there by 14:00. Don drove most of the way spelled by Marg. The four sex slaves Daisy, Lee, Jackie, and Diana sat in the back of the van, trying to get at much rest as they could. The lodge according to Marg was owned by a cooperative composed of friends, all sex slave owning masters and mistres...
"I don't know. Who's going to watch the kids?" Kaitlyn asked. "My parents will be more than happy to take the kids for the night. You're not breast feeding anymore, so that's not an excuse. You know we need to get out and have fun like we used to," Hank replied. "I know, and a date night sounds like fun, but we could just go and grab dinner and come home....