1. Stephanie took out a long white cigarette out of her purse, lit it and blew a long puff up over the bar. Both women were dressed in business suits, Stephanie being a blond thirty- year old, pretty with a good complexion and full lips; Angie being equally attractive with brown hair. "You want another beer?" Stephanie said to her friend. "Okay." It was...
Bené Meirelles was thirteen years old when he first met Tereza Valerio. As a boy from one of the poorest slums in Rio de Janeiro, Bené had very little choice in how to lead his life. The only way to survive the slums was to turn to crime, or to the police. Otherwise his options were pretty slim. Fishmonger, vegetable seller... all professions that would kee...
Chapter 24 Savannah eventually pushed her roommate away and looked down under the table. She just stared at her roommate for a bit before asking. "What moisturiser do you use Roxy cause your skin simply shines." She loved how her roommate face turned red at her joke. She didn't really expect an answer either. She just did it because she loved messing with...
Neil slowly regained consciousness. He realized that he had been locked inside an animal cage. He couldn't stand up straight. When his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he realized he was in the basement of a house. As he observed his surroundings even more closely, he realized his was on his own property. The basement of his villa where he sometime visited wit...
I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ***************************** The taxi cab drops me off in front of your house. The driver knows it's on your account, knows what I am, has been here many...
She kneels on your bed, wrists bound and held in front of her. Stiletto blue heels and a black corset her only clothing. Her head is hanging and her arse is bare - she knows that she is in trouble. Your hand twitches in anticipation, itching to making the shape of your hand appear on that pale canvas; and she deserves it. You approach your bed, lick up the...
You walk silently into the room; the warmth of the fire fills the room. You look across the room to me. I am lying on the furs in front of the fire. You walk over to me, bending down to stroke my cheek, stirring me from my slumber. Looking up I greet you with a hello. You glare back at me, “growling, hello is that is how you greet me?” I quiver as your hand...
Mark was struggling through the mid afternoon lethargy stage of his day. Working at his computer in his upstairs office he silently lamented the drawbacks of working from home – no colleagues to laugh with, have coffee breaks with and, most important of all, to flirt with. The half finished report on his computer screen hadn't altered for the last ten minute...
There isn't a lot that I can say about this, other than I won. I'm not particularly proud of the fact. Not the sort of thing you put on your CV – First Prize in the Halloween Witch Fucking Contest. It was the typical stunt a Student Union pulled, something really outrageous the first year students could throw themselves into just one month into their first s...
He leads her to a building they have never been to. She doesn't know what He has planned, but she trusts Him fully. Compared to the full sun outside, the interior of the building is dark. He greets the man inside as she looks around. A tattoo parlor. She cringes, not wanting a tattoo. But, she trusts Him. She looks up at the man her Master is talking to. A t...