Chapter 1 The secluded hilltop villa overlooking the Roman port of Ostia was almost silent except for the sound of Casio's soft leather whip striking the pliant ass cheeks of a newly acquired slave girl. The cause of the unscheduled punishment was that she had inadvertently backwashed some of his cum onto his bush instead of holding it in her mouth until sh...
I have been receiving some feedback for these stories of our adventures that I have been posting here. Many favorable comments and some good critiques of my writing skills, such that they are. I thank all of you who take the time to write (as well as those who have voted). I doubt that our chronicles are spicy enough to garner great popularity, but the kind...
"Jimmy, I'm home," came the expected but dreaded call. Jimmy laid waiting, as he had been for most of the afternoon, the knots tightened far past what his numbed fingers could untangle. "Hey, where are you? Get out here and help me with these damn groceries will you." Heather's voice shattered the silence. Next came the footsteps he'd been fretting about...
Chapter One A week had passed since Renée’s revenge had been wreaked on Betty. At first everyone had waited with bated breath to see what Betty would come up with for get-back. Of course by the same token no one knew what Renée held over Betty’s head in the first place to get her revenge so completely, but they rightly assumed it must have been something ma...
Keira and Amber have been with me for eight months now, and I have never been happier. Keira has settled in to her new surroundings at work and was made a supervisor of her department. Except for a few terrible nightmares, she seems happy. Amber is doing well at her job as the secretary of my friend Chuck. I wake up every morning thankful to have the two wom...
A/N: I highly recommend reading the previous parts of this story titled "The Weekend Getaway - Friday" and "The Weekend Getaway Ch. 02 - Saturday" so that you can be informed of the situations, scenarios, and characters featured in this chapter. Feedback and ideas are much welcomed and thank you for reading! ***** "You're only digging the hole deeper by w...
At this time there were 9 girls in Rogonfeldt House. Two of us, me and Wendy Olson, a self-proclaimed 'farm girl' from Minnesota, were unbranded as yet. Two of us, Bethany Szochet (who you already know) and Sam Welton, were considered house sluts and not likely to be sold off for at least a few years. Two more of us, Kathy Jones from Carmel and Rainee Bizot...
The streets of Ruar, capital city of the Kingdom of Zentara, were filthy. At least, they were filthy when you left the well-travelled main streets with the fine shops catering to wealthy noblemen. The back streets, the slums where the common man lived were not so well maintained. The late afternoon sun baked the trash and refuse in the streets, creating a fo...
Chapter Eight - A New Home Eric pulled up to his private parking space. He helped his new toy out of the truck and grabbed their shopping bags. He escorted her to the private elevator and pressed the button. Her eyes were down and he could tell that she was attempting to take in deep breaths. This had to be a nervous moment for her in a day full of nervous...
9 Aug 3:10 PM Tillman I had to claw my way back out of the thick fog that enveloped my whole being. It was like swimming through molasses. Then the smell of bacon frying blew away the fog. The events of the night returned to me. Yes the sex was wild and amazing, but more than that, the nightmare-free sleep had turned me into a new man, or at least the old...