Jessica adjusted the tops of her stockings in the mirror over the sink. She wasn't used to wearing such sensual lingerie at work, and to be honest she found all that lace between her cheeks a little uncomfortable, but for the first time in a while, she had a date after work. She smoothed down her short but smart grey skirt, and put her stern work face back o...
CHAPTER FOUR: The Price of Deception? An In School Correction! I made sure to be prompt, early even, for my correction, pushing through the hallway crowds with much more determination than I ever showed toward mere schoolwork. I knew well enough that if I resisted, Mrs. Harley would track me down and have me brought to her, but the funny thing was that afte...
tricia's mouth opened, soft and inviting, with full lips made for kissing it seemed. Instantly she tasted the pepper coating the thick slab of leather was thick enough that the soft roof of her mouth also burned. Even her cheeks, which she tried to puff out to spare them the spiky crisp pain, were torched. Master was gentle, though she deserved for Him to be...
"Minnie, I'm surprised at this after reviewing your drastically improved assignments and studious notes." All the other girls had left the classroom, snickering and chatting. They were laughing at me for being caught texting by Prof. Wagner. I was doing much better in class since staying for tutoring with him and the TA, but now my behavior was under much...
Anne, although married, had spent her redundancy money, and the small savings that she and her husband had, in a brothel. Perhaps brothel, is the wrong word. It was predominantly, a house of correction. It was an old basement office, in the centre of Glasgow, near to the red light district. Anne and her husband Wally, had made the small office into a b...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. * * * * * The Members, Masters and Mistresses, gathered for breakfast in Castleton's formal dining room. Each of them had their slaves kneeling by their side. The slaves wore robes and studded leathe...
Greetings Master, Punishment is never a good thing, yet it absolutely corrects negative behavior, hence seems to be a necessary thing. How does it make a slave feel? Heck Master, what does it not make her feel? Yes, girl will do this correct this time, but every story needs a beginning and here is girls. During the journey she takes within her slavery, man...
Kitty cleared her throat. Once again she was standing naked in front of Carl who was sat in one of her armchairs reading a newspaper. She needed to ask him a favour, and she was not at all confident he would agree. "I need to get in touch with my mum. I usually email her and she hasn't heard from me for a while now. She will be worried." Kitty spoke quickly...
I have been naughty, disrespectful, and needy. As to whether it was on purpose on my part, or not, I don't really know and don't really care, although I should care very much. What I do know, with all certainty, is that my Master does not and will not accept this type of behavior from me, ever, whatever the reasons. My blatant defiance of his most basic ru...
Alice is restless, peering through the curtains in search of the postman. She's ordered a surprise for her husband, Jason; a little mail order fun inspired by her recent reading of '20 Shades of White with a Hint of Peach', or some similarly racy title. "Brown paper packages tied up with, sticky tape these are a few of my favourite things," she sings softly...