Day 1: The preparation *** It was Holly's first day at work as a house slave. After being sexually humiliated during the her interview with Mr Jones yesterday, Holly wasn't looking forward to her week long job at all, nevertheless she needed the money and the pay was attractive. She had been given a room in the massive office tower where she had her inter...
*** “Ah, I see you have woken up. Finally.” Kirk looked to the door, startled and panicked by the sight of Rifka. She slinked toward him slowly, wearing a bright red tank top and a short leather skirt with her knee-high boots, and Kirk watched their reflections in the mirror as Rifka stepped behind him and marveled at her thugs’ handiwork. “Mhmm…” she pur...
Readers' note: this is the third novella in a series concerning the varied life and adventures of Beverley. The previous two novellas were The Perfect Whore and Tales of a Suburban Sex Goddess. The present novella follows on directly from Tales of a Suburban Sex Goddess and many of the same characters occur in the new story. A Very Discrete Whore Chapter I...
"Oh, Mark, please let me open this one," Cadence begged as she skipped about with spunky energy. "Please, please, please. You've gotten to open them all so far, and I haven't gotten a single one." "That's because I'm the leader, you dumb bitch," Mark growled as he struggled to drag a sack full of looted treasure that was easily five times his weight. "I get...
Homework 2: I arrived at Mistress's Christina and found a very similar situation to the last time I was there; cars filling the parking areas around her house. I wondered if I was in store for another round of the same treatment. I walked in expecting to see a house full of women, but was surprised when I walked into a room with five men and Mistress Chr...
As the plane touched down at Gatwick, I felt relief flooding through my body. Petrified of flying since an incident on a British Airways flight from New York (a disturbed passenger, airline staff assaulted, a hushed, frantic though thankfully fruitless search for an on-board explosive) two years ago, I subjected myself to hours of silent, personal angst by t...
This is the story of how I became an unwitting cuckold. It all began when unknown to me my wife began to check out the internet sites I went to and read the stories I was reading on Literotica.com. Although I never wanted my wife to be unfaithful, for some reason I was turned on by stories of women who were unfaithful in front of their husbands. My wife at 3...
Chapter 8: Powerless I can't believe I just masturbated for Coach Marshal's video camera. Oh my God. Have I lost my mind?? Maybe I could have talked myself out of getting in trouble for some of the other stuff, but this is serious. And now I'm handcuffed to his desk for... how long? I don't know. And yet, even though I know the solution he slathered on me t...
When Dave wired a phone in the bathroom he thought it was cool and convenient. I guess it was a good idea because none of this would have happened without it. Dave and Amy were my next-door neighbors of fifteen years. When they first moved in I always enjoyed watching her mow the grass wearing short shorts and a bikini top. Over the years we all got to know...
Bob looked at the two trapped breasts approvingly. Those wonders of nature were truly amazing, and the daring girl behind the wall fascinated him to no end. What a stroke of luck that the girl has willingly made her cute pillows freely available for the exhibition, only separated from the undoubtedly excited girl by a thin, wooden wall. He listened intentl...