I'd been at Gram's about a month now. I was starting to get the hang of things. I'd gotten quite a few spankings and I really think I was staring to enjoy the taste of Ivory soap. Overall it wasn't to difficult. Although the week of my period was a trial for us all. I lasted till about the third day when I got sick and tired of asking Gram or Aunt Kathy to c...
Author's Note: This is my first story in this genre; a bit outside my normal fare so please let me know what you think. All comments are welcome. Needless to say this is a work of fiction. All characters are adults. Thank you for taking the time to read! Many thanks again to the author Karaline for her thorough review and suggestions. ***** Ree set the po...
Laileen was in a much calmer mood by the time she was back in Duke Bransted's carriage. The doctor had been kind enough to give her an baggy old nurse's uniform to wear instead of a man's coat, plus a slightly smaller than fashionable bum-roll to give her skirt something of a normal shape. She didn't have any stockings, but she was given a pair of old wooden...
The Lady sat up in her bed, staring at the door as the room still rung with the sound of the man’s exit. How dare that animalistic man come into her rooms and call her a whore! A servant shuffled her way across the room, trying to avoid the woman’s notice so she can slip away to her other duties. A rage at the woman’s impertinence rose in the Lady’s breast...
The sight of the mansion was slightly intimidating yet nothing at all like the grotesque and eerie stone artifices she had conjured up in her mind. She pressed her forehead into the cool glass, the heat of her breath condensing before her on the car window and a small, circular cloud temporarily obscuring her view of the royal estate. Very gingerly, she lift...
The Inquisitor searched the wall where the last rays of the sun had shone. It had slipped below the horizon and the sky above began to darken slowly. No trace of an opening, no crack, not a sign remained of the spot where the sun had shone. Not another living soul inhabited the courtyard, all having gone off to drink and dine and prepare for the Rite and the...
You've come home from work again, it's been another long day and I'm feeling antsy. I need to be spanked tenderly tonight; I need to feel the sharp sting of Your palm against the tender flesh of my bottom. I run up to You, very happy that You're home. "Vinco!" I shout, using the Latin term for 'Master'. I look up at You, my eyes full of hope. "Master, I'm so...
Grunting with pleasure, Nessa rode up and down the general's cock. The man, still clad in his palace robes, forced the girl up and down his mighty member, eliciting groans and moans from the naked girl. It had been a week since her branding, and the girl had grown into city life rather easily. She could still remember exiting the dank tunnels of her traini...
Chapter Five: The Cabin This is the story of just how a slave was selected as her Master's full time slave. As you can see by the title this is the fifth part of this work. While it should be able to stand alone it might help the reader to read the previous four chapters. I encourage you to rate each part and I invite your comments. So please take the time...
XIV: Going home and reflecting on what a middle-aged slut I had been. XV: My young stud muffins arrive and I fetch their cases. XVI: Fucked like a true fuck-pig. XVII: Made to go on a date by Kelly. XIV: Going home and reflecting on what a middle-aged slut I had been. The remainder of my time in Cambridge was work-orientated and I spent the evenings in...