Pt. 2: Master Arrives Home She hurried through her shower worried that she would take to long and not be waiting in the Playroom as Master had told her to do in the note but upon getting out of the shower and drying off she looked at the clock saying 5:35. She didn't know whether to think the time was dragging by or moving to fast. After finishing toweling...
In 1977, I fucked twenty men. In 1978, I fucked only one and it was a one-night stand. I went back to Washington in disgrace. In the eyes of my employer, the Department of State, I was an alcoholic. My excessive alcohol abuse caused "additional problems" according to the brief against me. Translated, that meant I spent every weekend drunk and lying on my b...
I woke up the next morning, still with thoughts of what I saw in the bathroom the other night and the exciting urges throughout my body. It seemed as if everyone was already up and around the house, so I decided to get up and do my daily morning tests that I was forced to do ever since the accident. I went into the bathroom and removed all of my clothes acc...
"Oh, Damon-same, I am so...how do you say it...ah, exhausted...from our pillowing. As a married woman, I should not feel such happiness and contentment in the arms of a man who is not my husband. I have become so shameless...but when you touch me, kiss me, and make love to me, I cannot help but yearn for more. Alas, what has happened to me in the confines of...
As I peered through the darkness of the parking lot and towards the bushes where the other white husbands were hiding, my feelings of curiosity grew even more intense. "Richard? Come on already." one of the weaker, white husbands yelled in a heavy whisper. "Yeah. Hurry up." another whispered voice shouted from the darkness. Tentatively, I minced my way...
Honey was viewed like a toy by her new master's people as she was led whimpering to the ominous looking padded pole, the males jostled to fondle her soft white bottom and rubbed their erect cocks against her sweet little body at every opportunity; the womenfolk smiled with eager anticipation at the prospect of seeing a whipping; the sissies looked on with bl...
The year is the thirteenth century. Back when horse and carts were the main means of transport, and young girls were given of to old men for a high price. In the middle of a room sat a young blonde. 19 years of age, slender body, slight tan that gave her a golden glow, her blonde hair was bright an almost yellow, chubby cheeks but a body of a goddess, she...
The candles are lit. The fire is burning hot in the wide hearth with the wooden beam across it. My old cottage sitting room is cosy and warm. A bottle of wine is chilled in the fridge and I am dressed for her. I hear her knock and go quickly to the door to let her in, standing aside as she does so. She turns and we kiss briefly. Her blonde hair catches the...
I still remember vividly the first time it happened. I awoke with a start from a strange nightmare, strange because not only was it frightening it was very erotic. I lie in my bed linens soaked with my sweat and yet it was not a hot night in fact now I was getting a chill. The dream kept tumbling through my head with just bits and pieces floating up through...
The morning was hot and sweaty. And the only thing Sona liked hot and sweaty was sex. Nevertheless, one had to stick to their resolutions, and getting back in shape was her's (for now). Exercise or die the doc had said. Run or you'll become a fat aunty the hubby had said. And so she ran, every day for the last 3 months. Despite the rising heat, she ran. De...