Being a collared slave means that my Master knows everything about me ... Girl hates going to the dentist and gets herself all worked up prior to walking into the door. This short story is about Sir's slave and a dental appointment to have a molar prepared for a new crown. As we all know, dental work means several needles, chalkboard-screeching noise from...
As I sat there waiting for the dentist, I looked around. Directly in front of me was a mirror. I could only surmise that this helped the dentist somehow. I had never been to him before but my friends had given him high marks for not causing any pain which was a major plus in my book. To my left was a sink...the standard spit bowl I assumed. To my right was...
Everyone hates going to the dentist. Landon Ashby was no exception. Even though he'd had relatively few dental issues over his 29 years, the idea of a stranger drilling, tugging, scrapping and scouring God knows what sorts of implements through his mouth always made Landon's stomach turn. The fact that he was an adult now, and actually had to pay for the ple...
I'd left work early as I had a dental appointment, my dentist was close to the office were I worked as opposed to being near my home, which was a bus ride away. I arrived slightly early and was ushered into the waiting room, dentist appointments were always late, so I picked up a magazine from the table. Being late summer and weather being good for a chang...
-Complacency- My name is Will Kenning. I've got a wife with three kids in a house in a planned suburb, a couple of cars and a dog named Butch. Living the presumably normal American dream. My Father is a celebrity of sorts in the field of plastic surgery. He takes the aging heiress, sales executive or budding high school cheerleader with an inherent facial...
I love feedback and eligibility. This is Part I of a two-parter. This part is light but the next will be considerably darker before things clarify for our hero/heroine. ***** I was returning from taking X-Rays of Mrs. Rappaport's bicuspids for evaluation when Waverly, one of the other hygienists at the Delta Dental office in Tacoma where I worked pulled m...
The Leather Man from Domestic Dungeons parked his vintage AC Cobra in front of the house and I opened the door to let him enter. I had been instructed by my wife to wear only a thong for his Friday afternoon visit. A tall, swarthy man in his 50s, wearing a bright white shirt, black leather trousers with a black leather waistcoat eyed me with amusement. "Nic...
Many thanks to Jedbeaker for editing this story. In this story you'll find much more romance than in other Winterfrog stories. * It was the last Friday in June and I, Eric Robertson, had left my job for my four-week summer vacation. On the way home I picked-up my seven year old daughter, Amanda, at my wife's parents. They took care of her during her schoo...
The life I was living was a great one. Joanne and I were having great sex, but the sex with her mother was incredible. Deborah's great body was one that kept me horny and exuberant. However, I hadn't had sex in about a week. It was safe to say a gust of wind could get my dick hard. It was getting time for me to have my yearly appointments. I needed to have...
The rest of the summer pretty much duplicated our sexual cat and mouse game although he was getting longer looks and feels of my nylon covered assets and I was tactually exploring his erection by slipping my fingers down the front of his pants. With the addition of his own bikini undies, I was able to not only see his swollen head poking out the top of the...