Chauncy rustled around in the kitchen, wiping glasses as his Master, the black, beautiful; Master Mapes took a buggy whip to the new recruit. Damn that kid! Right now, Chauncy could be licking the grime from Master's toes, or getting the buggy whip himself—Master had opened some serious capillaries the last time he'd given Chauncy a thrashing...but oh, how...
Sighing contentedly, Clara murmured something and snuggled back into the source of heat behind her. Lazy hands were running up and down the front of her body, learning each hollow and secret she had. Soft kisses, licks, and nips explored the nape of her neck, shoulder, back. Drowsily Clara lifted her eyes, already swimming in desire. She was in a huge bed...
Gladys Dribbel sat back in her chair and looked out through the windows of her office. Despite her weight, the chair did not creak as she leaned back—the amount of money it cost, it damn well shouldn't. Her navy blue suit and crocodile leather shoes also breathed money. But she was worth it. Without her, Devlin would have gone bankrupt or been arrested years...
Man fed up with women swears never to be involved with another one. Can't live with them and can't live without them? Oh, yeah? Wanna bet? Just watch me. I'm done with women. Finished. I've had it. After three failed marriages and three divorces women are all alike. A sucker for a pretty face and a hot body, I'm a sucker for love, but not anymore. Only, n...
By: Col. Brunhilda 'Iceberg' Buriman, ret. Sorority Sister of Pi Loda Cum Chapter Nine: Wha' da' f*@k?! The words of the priest caused Harriette to think, and provoked a torrent of concern. She was stunned by what she'd learned on top of one damn good orgasm from her now-favorite vibrator. She squeezed back tears and resentment, along with her thighs, and...
It was quite a shock, winning the lottery. All my life I had moved from cockroach infested apartments, dead-end jobs, and drove shitbox cars. The day I received my cheque still seems very surreal. I took the subway downtown, put it in the bank (I waited in line, as I didn’t want to trust an ABM). Then, even though I was officially rich, I took the subway bac...
Stuart thought dreamily of his days at the firm in Chicago, and the two male Masters he'd lived with... One of them deaf. The rich 26 year old Stuart had loved and feared the two men. Now he watched BDSM porn... The way that model has his cock whipped reminds me... Of the day Master Pietro caught me with the Frederick's of Hollywood catalogue that I'd...
Rose clung to Thayer as he gripped her by the hips, moving her over the length of his cock. She closed her eyes, concentrating on how he filled her so perfectly. She'd gone to him willingly that night, knowing this would be her only chance to experience this ecstasy before she returned to her village. She wanted Thayer to think that if she were accepting h...
Chapter 6 - Amelia Jane is gagged and violated in a new place Soon I found myself back in the little square near the fountain, under my handler's instructions. My new accoutrement, of course, meant that I was now unable to speak coherently, but this did not, in point of fact, make any great difference to my capacity for meaningful conversation. How my ja...
We'd been drinking, the four of us, for hours. Seemingly out of place in the hotel bar, we shared a table, round after round, approaching intoxication. I'd only met the other couple earlier in the evening—my wife's friends through her job. Our conversation, somewhat forced for me as the outsider of the group, turned slowly in its focus from professional to i...