The D Club. A balmy August Saturday night. Everyone who was anyone in the celebrity Dominatrix scene seemed to be there. There was an excited chatter rarely seen in the club. An expectation buzzed through the air, this would be an exciting, rarely seen before night. The lights went right down. Plunging the large main hall into complete darkness for some mo...
PRELUDE Coleen entered my office and sat in one of the chairs at the small conference table. It was time to conduct her performance review and I had the prepared documents on the table. I closed and locked the office door and then I put the door brace in place to guarantee that we would not be interrupted. I turned toward Coleen and she smiled at me knowing...
More from Adelle's. Comments appreciated! "Adelle's, Cleo speaking, how may I help you?" "Hey bitch," Sheila said, grinning. She had been giving Cleo shit ever since she "stole" Andrew from her, but in all honesty she was more surprised by the whole thing than angered. "Just calling to confirm the, uh, the Baxters tonight." "Hey Sheila. Haven't heard fr...
I stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the 34th floor. Being country born and bred I had never liked high buildings and I held my breath as I was rushed upwards. I looked in the mirror and straightened my tie, made sure my hair was neat and soon the doors quietly opened and I stepped out into the plush decor of the executive suites. I approa...
This is a true story detailing the nastiest, kinkiest night of my life. This is a very dirty story, containing very dirty, rough and degrading sex. If this bothers you in any way, then I suggest not proceeding. I glanced around nervously as Mya dug through her purse, searching for her keys. "What time is your boyfriend coming home again?" I asked, wai...
Originally written for Marlon With special thanks to David for his loving support © 2001 by Parris * * * * * Bastard. Kate Brockton slouched in an overstuffed armchair and squinted at the pendulum clock on the wall of her den. Eddie, her good-for-nothing husband –– no –– her good-for-nothing ex-husband was suppose to drop off a pile of legal papers for...
Chloe twisted around in front of her mirror to check the overall effect of the 6th outfit she had put on in half an hour. What would his first impression of her be? What would he expect her to wear? The instruction in his last email had been as explicit as it was ultimately vague, "Put on the sexiest dress or skirt and top you own. Under it I expect to find...
You strain at your bonds wanting, and impatient to join us. I give your hard, throbbing cock a gentle kiss on the tip and tell you that if you want to be released you will have to lick my wet sloppy pussy after Terry has fucked me. You eagerly agree! I hurriedly untie your feet and as I reach across to undo your other hand I feel Terry's cock enter my ju...
At a few minutes past midnight I heard John's car pull up in front of the house. I didn't bother looking out the front window but walked directly to the hallway closet to get ready to watch Nancy entertain her male friends. She came through the door first and switched on the lights in the living room (two floor lamps on either end of the couch). Then follow...
No Turning Back soppingwetpanties Dedicated to L.K. She doesn't want to, but she really does. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or act...