Chapter Six: Chantel's Decline is Achieved, Owned by a Black Master as his Sissy Maid and Slut. I cannot believe at what is happening to me here. Master named Gage is about to purchase me and place me into slavery as his sissy maid and sissy slut. I am near in panic, I want to run away, get into my car and drive for the safety of my home. But I know this wi...
All characters in this story are at least 18 years old. ***** Sadie wasn't happy. Well in fact that would be putting it mildly; she was raging with Colin for she knew only too well what the marks on his raspberry pink cotton panties were! The stains had dried the soft cotton material was now feeling rather stiff and rough. "How could he?" she said to her...
A few things to get cleared up before we start. First, thank you to all who took the time to write to me personally and wish me well. Second, I'd like to wish the dissenters a fuck you. I really don't give a shit if you don't like what I'm writing or not, this is happening right now and whether you disagree with what I'm doing or find my writing style not up...
I walked into the crowded restaurant more than a little apprehensive. It had been several weeks since Matthew and I had seen one another - weeks fraught with tension and distance. It is not the distance of miles between us that had been the issue - although that in itself has been a challenge. No the distance that had erupted between us like a smoldering vol...
One can feel the energy in the air. The crowd—filled so with anticipation and excitement of what is to come. Every year they all gather; several thousand from our village and beyond. Holding coins in their hands, they await the 108th striking of the gong, the signal that the impurities of the old year have washed away and the New Year has begun. Each p...
My Dearest Marita: I hope you don't think it obsessive that I write these chronologies of the budding of our relationship. The human memory will dull over time and I want to recreate as accurately as possible the memories that I have always regarded as some of the most special and tender moments of my life. Please read the following and see if it comports...
Chapter 2: Watching the Clock Disclaimer: These are consenting adults, even if it doesn't seem like it at every moment. I believe in the importance of safe sex, but might skip it for erotica between fictional characters. Amy stretched lazily in the sunbeam just now streaming in her bedroom window. She was nude and her blanket had slipped off the bed, but...
"Oh, for fu-fu...Achoo!...for fuck's sake!" The frustration broke through Special Agent Dana Scully's usual calm and controlled facade, one that she kept up even when alone. As she was now. It was half-past-eight in the morning, but it was already humid and stuffy in this small basement office of the Hoover building. Scully had arrived early in the day, whi...
Acknowledgment: My thanks to eluckenbach for editing. Here is a surprising statistic for you. More than five percent of all home mortgages are over thirty days late. In some geographic areas, over twenty percent of mortgages are behind with their lender. Most people didn't pay any attention to it, but Senate Bill 256 was signed into law on April 20, 2005....
Her job had always been beauty, find it and make it sexy. From the time she was but a young girl, she had always been able to make a rock sparkle brighter than any diamond. Hers was a talent that not many had. She was Penelope Blanché, fashion photographer for a company headed by the Crimson Blade. She had majored is visual arts but her talent was no longer...