- well my dear. We should get dressed and get going. And then to us - You two. Chauffeur uniform. Slave. Just as you are. - And boy, go get the cage in the back of the truck. Tamara and I dashed to our rooms to get into our Chauffeur uniforms. Something we could be seen in the outside world. For me it was shiny black shoes, pressed and tight dress slack...
Claire was reluctant to get out of the cab, even after she'd checked the address on the door against what Eric had written on the card in her hand. The place wasn't what she'd expected, not a trendy boutique or high-fashion shop at all. It was deliberately, almost negligently understated, totally bare of any advertising among the exclusive little restaurants...
This is the ninth episode in a series entitled "Courtesan". If you have not read the previous eight episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. "Courtesan" is romantic story about a dominant hot wife and her submissive cuckold husband. While they have a deep and abiding love for each other they do lead an alternative lifest...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Authors note: For any readers who are familiar with the site I am writing about, you'll notice that I have taken the liberty of making the chat session easier. I removed the annoying delay in the reply. As in real life, that peculiarity of the chat session hinders the flow of the chat. In this story, it makes it more difficult to write and certainly disrupts...
To me, you are the sexiest woman alive. As I look upon you standing in your Basque and stockings I strain against my underwear. I adore your face, your eyes alive with sensuality and your soft full lips. I adore your hands as they caress my body, sending shivers of ecstasy through me. I adore your legs, your toes painted and your feet encased in heels, decor...
CHAPTER TWO: ASSEMBLING THE CAST Story so far: As told in Chapter One ('Setting the Scene'), Samantha ('Sam') is a personal trainer to a married couple named Laura and Chris. Her training of them quickly develops from athletic to sexual instruction and soon she moves into their home and begins taking over their lives. Sam is only 23, 5'6", with a hard youn...
Cassie plodded up the steps to the apartment building, fumbled for her key and let herself in. She wondered whether Modesty would be at home. However conventional Modesty might be as a forename for a girl in Barbados, it was a complete misnomer for her friend. Her voluptuous flatmate took full advantage of her curves and flaunted them wherever and whenever p...
Patti stood in front of the full length mirror and checked her appearance. She didn't look too bad in the French Maid outfit, stockings, black crotchless panties and black heels. Patti, Kate and Stacy had a great day together. First they had went to the local Adult store and bought a few items. It was Stacy's first time in a place like that. She was going to...
Since I was a young boy I have always been extremely intelligent. In school I was labeled as mentally gifted. There wasn't a subject that, if interested, I couldn't master. This came at the expense of a social life though. While other children played outside, I hit the books and the Internet. Whatever piqued my interest, I would totally engross myself in. I...