As I sit here at work, I think about how the snow is falling ever so quickly but lightly on the ground. I think about how much longer it will take for me to get home tonight. I just called you, little one, to let you know that I will be late. But being the good sub that you are, you are already prepared. You tell your Master that you are taking a bath -- rea...
When you come home, you discover a full Italian dinner laid out for you - spaghetti in tomato sauce, salad, breadsticks, soft Venetian gondolier music, lit candles, and a salad. It's just what you need - an opportunity to put the day behind you. You notice that, in typcal man-fashion, I have made more spaghetti than we could eat in a week. As we eat and talk...
After I was let out of the corner, I was taken back up to my room where gram dressed me. It was humiliating enough to have been spanked this morning but being dressed like I couldn't do it myself was just that much worse. Gram had set out a pink dress that barely reached the top of my thighs, little white socks with pink trim around the anklets, my shiny bla...
I tapped on the window to thank the Instacart delivery girl who had just dropped my groceries at the front door. She said something I couldn't hear, gesticulating towards one of the bags. I put on my black cloth mask and opened the door. "I'll need to see your ID because of the champagne." Caitlin had dark spiky hair and a southern accent and was wearing a...
(Authoress Note: All disclaimers regarding characters, age appropriateness etc are in effect. This piece is about humiliation, degradation and other XXXX sexuality. I am sorry to those who wish me to write a love story and this is in no way meant to deride anyone's sexuality, gender preference. But, this is a very raw and hard piece. So, if you read it I hop...
Chapter Four: A Normal Course 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 fourth part of this work. While it should be able to stand alone it might help the reader to read the previous three chapters. I encourage you to rate this story and I invite your comments. So please take...
Sex robot M3 day two continued. I had just finished reading the last message telling me to relax when I got the next one: M3 don't put the armband on until instructed. The transdermal patch could be harmful if you wear it unmonitored. I took a shower and got dressed; I was still so shocked I couldn't think straight. I just kept obsessing about what had h...
I woke up to Debbie gently shaking me. "Wake up sleepyhead," she smiled, "let's not sleep the day away." I sat up, groggy, looking down at the nightgown and panties I wore and remembered the day before. My ass was still a bit tender from my cherry being plucked the day before by Sam. Debbie waited until it was evident that I wouldn't go back to sleep. She t...
Onyx Dreams 8: Checking In >>Summer 1995 Kennice looked in the mirror and sighed. Three long years of training. Three long years of missing Cyrus and wondering how he was. Three very long years of dodging Rhys and his attempts to force her into his bed. He was enough to make any sane woman scream. It wasn't like he was ugly or something. Far from it. He wa...
Tonight's the night, and I'm more than shit-scared! I can hear everyone who's participating in the whole thing whooshing and whirling about all around me, doing inspections or last-minute repairs and solutions or hustling the younger classes to and from the stage or practicing one last time or going over the schedule—all to perfect everything so that the s...