Straggling into the apartment loaded down with bags from shopping, the girl scuffles into the kitchen placing the bags on the counter. Standing at the counter and smiling to herself, she recalls her Master handing her some extra money. "Go and do some shopping for yourself. You've been such a good girl." And seeing that special smile He gets, she laughed, ki...
Andi woke Jack up at 6am, knowing that it was early enough that none of the other girls on the floor would be up yet. Typically on weekends Jack showered on his own floor separate from Andi, and the two would then grab breakfast. Today Andi wanted to continue to perpetuate Jack being a little girl for her, plus she had another plan for the shower. Andi gav...
The knocking at the door persisted and eventually penetrated the layers of sleep. The rain had stopped and whoever was out there wasn't going away. A number of possibilities came to mind, none of them good. It had to be connected to the girl. Her father; her mother; a boyfriend ...? I've always been a glass half empty kind of bloke, a pessimist. My accommod...
Chapter One - Paths - The wind gusted strongly through the small town. Fat flakes of snow fell, whipped into a frosty froth by the powerfully gusting wind, from slate gray skies gradually turning black at the unhurried approach of evening. I like snow, I always have. I could dimly remember cheerful childhood memories of running around through knee-deep...
This is the story of Robert and Andrea. Well, this story focuses mostly on Robert, but there are some very important parts about Andrea that greatly impact Robert's future and plans. Robert was recruited as a potential husband for Andrea. He was selected because he had all of the physical traits that Andrea's mother insisted upon in a husband for one of he...
Carla and Troy set up a very different type of club. *** Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and are 18 years or...
Ch. 03 Bablee the niece takes advantage As a typical Pakistani woman, Bablee was of slight build, looking smaller than the students in the classroom. She was slim, had small hands, with thin delicate fingers, and skinny legs. It meant she looked out of place seated with the eighteen-year-olds, as though she should be with younger kids. As a married woman...
Kimberly Landford buzzed through the suburban streets with the wind blowing her curly, reddish-brown hair in all directions. The care-free girl had taken her last test the day before at Tyler College, and was looking forward to a relaxing summer. Gone were the worries of research papers and final exams. Her radio blared, and she bopped to the rhythm in "MTV...
I was naked, panting, wrists bound above my head and covered in a fine sheen of sweat, while dozens of well-dressed women gazed openly at my heaving breasts and shaved pubic lips. And while I was still panting from my ordeal, Gretchen called out ceremoniously, "Alright ladies! Intermission!!" At Gretchen's announcement, several women got up from their seat...
Clare was close to running out of money when she decided to try out being an escort. She's a 19-year-old freshman student at New York City's Julliard School, Music Division, studying the cello. Clare was blossoming into a strikingly beautiful woman with long brunette hair that she usually twirled into a tight bun when playing her cello, so it would not inter...