Chapter One Debra slept the night away. Twice she got up to go to the washroom but fell right back into a sound sleep. In the morning as she lay curled up in her bed, she took one sniff of herself and knew she needed a shower in the worst away. When she rolled on her back, she gave out with a small groan. Her bottom was still tender from the spanking that s...
From his bound position, he looked up at Her through eyes still misty from his ordeal. Her was kneeling, his wrists locked to the top of a post by leather cuffs, his ankles in cuffs behind the post, his body strapped tightly to the stanchion by 2" belts at hips waist and chest. She was sitting above and in front of him, on a throne like chair. Her hair was...
The car came around at about 9 o'clock for her. My stomach was a bundle of nerves waiting up for this, but no matter how many angles we discussed, this was possibly the best option we had to save our marriage. I looked over at Lauren and smiled at her fresh, present, and sexy as the day I met her —sexier, even, if it was possible. She blushed a little, look...
I woke up the next morning in my new bedroom. I was wrapped in pink sheets topped with a Tinkerbelle themed comforter. On the walls were posters of gorgeous men, shirtless and displayed their well-muscled and oiled upper bodies. I barely remembered setting up the room with the help of Nancy and Mr. Smith after the party ended, but there it all was, and while...
Chapter 14 -- A summons from the Grand Duchess On Friday morning at the end of the second week in September, Maria Elena began her normal routine at home before reporting to the university for language tutoring and yet more hedge-trimming. However, no sooner had she reported to work and picked up the hedge trimmer, than her boss told her that she had a call...
The night is always filled with demons on the road. Something he always knew. It was 11:30 and the rain was driving hard against his windshield making the yellow lines his only companion. He knew this was a bad idea from the start in his old 78-ford truck, but he wanted to get to warmer weather and once he got to Florida he could get something else. At the t...
The orange globe was sinking fast in the western sky as Sampson pulled into the driveway... It had been a long hard day on the road and the house looked warm and inviting. Glad to be home... Sampson could not wait to get inside to his sweet cammie... The unmistakable aroma of dinner cooking permeated the house... Entering the kitchen... his sweet cammie tu...
"Have a good time?" Paul asked. "Wonderful," Rachel brightly responded. "How many men did you fuck?" "Is that for you to know?" Rachel was shocked by the brutality of the question. "I think it is. What you do is very much my concern." "We agreed on an open marriage, if you remember. That doesn't mean I have to tell you everything - nor you me. And frank...
We arrived safely in Porlamar, Venezuela twenty minutes ahead of schedule. Unfortunately, none of our luggage made it with us. Somehow, it had found itself on a cargo plane destined for Johannesburg, South Africa. The airline could trace our belongings instantly, but they were powerless to do anything about it. Our bags would be forwarded to us in three d...
Author's note: This story doesn't seem to be as popular as some of my others, I don't know why that is particularly... it's a lot more 'real', certainly more 'real' than 'Owned!' or 'Out of Your Hands' which are both quite far-fetched really... It doesn't bother me particularly I'm just interested to know people's opinion and so I really do welcome your feed...