The car arrives promptly at 09.30 hours, as stated on the card she had opened when she rose that morning. Sara has her small handbag with her, a light coat, and nothing else. Dressed smartly in a blouse and knee length skirt she closes and locks the front door, making her way down the path on sensible 2 inch heels, sheer stockings swishing together as she ap...
The Day of the Ceremony is Finally Here Part 7 As I drove home from work, I could not stop thinking about how our lives as slave and slut had escalated so quickly. What felt like days ago, I was a powerful executive about to obtain my new and even more respected position, but instead I was driving home soaked in my colleagues urine as the new office demoral...
Author's note: The beginning of this series represented a number of challenges for me, one of which was writing the story entirely in the first person. However, I find that I want to introduce more information than Sarah can know, especially the thoughts and impressions of certain transient characters, thus making it possible to juxtapose her experiences wit...
A dashing, well-dressed, incredibly handsome young man steps into the frame. A faint hint of amusement lies beneath his serious expression. This unbelievably (as in 'wow, much handsome such suave' rather than 'I absolutely don't buy this for a moment, you hack') handsome young man, who may or may not be the author addresses the reader. "Good evening, ladies...
My tale, previously in another place and revised, changing the country, therefore names and edited to omit under aged characters. ***** My Dad hired some itinerant workers who stopped in at the remote hamlet, all of thirty five people, three kilometres from our 82 hectare farm to work on some outbuildings round our dilapidated house. He lived on one floor...
A Beautiful View: An Alternate Reality By Sbrooks103x Thanks to BigGuy33 for allowing me to play with his toys again. Thanks to Crkcppr for Beta-reading and blackrandl1958 for her Sweet Inspiration, her editing, and for simply being my friend. ***** Could we go back? I had reluctantly given in to Tom's pressure to attend the party. He and his wife, Mar...
Damon cautiously parted the drapes of his living room window with the barrel of his hunting rifle and looked out. There were no signs of life on his residential street, nor had there been for at least the last 24 hours. He could see two pale columns of smoke still rising from the direction of the airport. Had he dared to venture outside for an unobstructed v...
Hey there, everyone! Here's "My Naughty Little Whore Chapter 2" at last. It took some time, but I finally feel confident about the story. I've started to expand the storyline, and this chapter begins to fill in the blanks of my lovely couple's past. I'm treating each chapter as though it were a public blog post and this particular post features a lot of ro...
"Okay, he's awake." Those three words reverberated around the inside of his skull like it had been hollowed out with a blunt instrument, possibly a large serving spoon. He recognised them, he understood their meaning, but was unable to string them together to grasp the context. A dull ache behind his eyes blossomed into a bright white pain as he gradually e...
Hi all! So this one is kind of a reboot for the Danny-Holly characters. My first series is done, but I loved the characters, so I decided to use them again for this story, with some ever-so-slight alterations. This one is a little raunchier than my last series, a little kinkier. It doesn't quite go all the way that I plan to go in this chapter, but it will...