Sunday was so boring for me. Nobody came out on Sundays to see me and Melanie, my mistress, was busy at work. She's a successful pornstar and has videos all over the internet, but that left me on my own. I lay on my bed, dressed in a bright pink thong and a silky purple nightie that barely reached below my round ass. I opened the laptop and clicked on the...
Dressed in what could only be described as kinky cow boy gear, Keith was using the larger Paula as a riding horse. "Come on girl faster," he demanded. Greta neighed and started going faster. Taking an idea from his wife Paula when they first met; an obstacle course. Greta was able to get over some of the obstacle but finally tripped spilling Keith to the g...
Andrea looked at Jordan shocked, "Traitor!" She spat. "No opponent, would be more accurate." There was a mumbling behind her. Jordan walked over to Eric and removed his gag and began releasing his restraints, "I'm sorry." He looked at with understanding, "I know, you being my Mistress was one thing." He walked over to Andrea. "Having this Bitch use me wa...
I honestly didn't know butch women bodybuilders like getting dominated and fisted, I said with a condescending smile as I shoved my fist deeper inside Yasmeen "Yaz" Wahid's tight pussy. The short-haired, muscular Lebanese Muslim dyke groaned softly and I playfully smacked her face. Yasmeen's eyes flashed with anger but there was absolutely nothing she could...
Part 1 (Pilot) - This is my first attempt at a story on this site. I haven't written anything in a long time. As such, this is more of a warm up/ test to see if it's something I'd like to continue doing. Please enjoy, and let me know if it's worth carrying on! *Chapter 1: The Hunter Fails* The blood sucking bitch was finally mine. Before me, in the basemen...
Dear Taryn, here is one for your "Interesting Tape Recordings" series from my wife's old college buddy, and my Dominant Mistress. Hope you enjoy! "So, Marseille--" "My parents were pretentious assholes. Just call me Mars." "Um, okay. I came here to see Georgene and Nivens, and I probably shouldn't have just dropped in, but this is weird. Who's the guy in...
The world is now painted in the crimson of sex and the dark secret colour of fear. Other emotions and colours are leeched and blackened by the waiting, the expectation of punishment. Flashes of intensity and rebellion break through, but I control them. It wasn't always this way. One of the strongest memories from after my father died and my step-mother bec...
This story is best when read with the first! Enjoy; comments appreciated! ********** This new adventure I was undertaking with Steph had me exhilarated for days. My husband was the grateful recipient of the sexual energy coursing through me. If he wondered at the change, he didn't ask me. The next time Steph called me, I could hardly contain my excitement...
Mr. A. is the head of the large computer manufacturer at which I work. I am his assistant. My main responsibility is assisting him in getting off. Today he is in a dark mood. He has called me into his office. Of course I was there immediately. He has me close and lock the door behind me. He then orders me to take off my clothes. I look at him for a moment,...
As I lay in my bed at night, before I am completely asleep, I imagine rough hands clasping my soft ones and forcing me down into the pillows. I envision those calloused hands running the length of my naked body without any apprehension, stopping only to fondle my breasts and tease the flesh into goosebumps. I can feel shackles at my wrists, weighing down my...