White Trash Ch. 4 – Payback's A Bitch Once again, I apologize if a half-assed story breaks out here. Just read the juicy bits if you want. I won't mind. Another fair warning though: While still a rude, crude, raw and gritty stroker at heart, if you're at all squeamish about harder BDSM, skip down to where Pegs joins the fun. Enjoy. ********** Stinky Pet...
With morning came time to begin serving my new Mistress. My cell phone alarm woke me and I jumped up and headed to the kitchen to prepare Princess' breakfast. I made her a nice spinach omelette and bowl of fresh fruit as well as hand squeezed orange juice. Neither of us are coffee drinkers so it was easy to get her breakfast together and then deliver it to h...
Cindy met Lucy at her locker after school. “Lucy, can you do me a favor?” Lucy closed her locker. “Sure Cindy, what is it?” Cindy gave Lucy her house key. “Can you drive over to my house and get my new tennis shoes? I forgot to bring them with me. They’re next to the dresser. I need them for cheerleader practice.” Lucy smiled. “Sure Cindy.” Cindy hugged...
Author's note: Dreamers Come Play is an alternate universe. Stories set in it may incorporate touches of magical realism, blurred dreams, and other unexplained phenomenon. This story could have been in Bondage or Exhibitionist. Alcohol and cannabis use. These are fictitious events, by fictitious characters, in a very fictitious universe. All events depi...
This is a story about my journey from girlhood to womanhood. It's about how I learned to understand what makes me tick (and what makes me go boom). As implausible as it might seem, it's also about the power I gained by submitting to the will of others. It's a journey into a mirror; such a journey could be of one step, or a thousand, and might very well conta...
My application for membership at the Vineyard was eventually approved. The approval process involved a criminal background check, a psychiatric evaluation, testing for STDs as well as intense physical examinations that required me to strip naked and be assessed by a committee of administrators to determine if I met the Vineyard's high standards of physical b...
I was seeing Lady Jasmine for the third time. Our first two meetings, each a month or so apart because I only visited San Francisco occasionally, had gone well. She was a professional dominatrix I had found online, and I had chosen her for her willingness to focus on sensual domination. I'm not very much into pain or abuse, and those seem to be the exclusive...
Author's Note: Hey awesome readers! This is the last chapter of Mine, All Mine. If you haven't read the other chapters, might want to head to my profile and do that first so you know what's going on. Hope the ending is as fun for you to read as it was for me to write! Thanks for reading. :) Text copyright © 2016 Eris Adderly ***** Part IV: Mother Lode T...
I answered the phone, 'Hello," I was still breathless, as I wiped the sweat off my brow. I had just walked in the door from walking a couple of miles. As I waited for an answer I glanced at my watch and thought of what I would do that afternoon. The voice on the other end was deep, and I recognized it immediately. It was the voice of Daddy. "Just reminding...
Lisa replies a few days later suggesting a couple of mail box stores in her area, and she includes her various measurements. Her bio is short -- she's a nerd, she's introverted, and it's hard for her to make friends. Her path was high school to college to a good job, and there wasn't a lot of dating for her in any of the three. She thinks she's too plain l...