His landlord was not best pleased when Bruce announced his immediate departure, but was happy to hand him a bill requesting three months rent in lieu of his vacation without notice. He packed his laptop and the few items of decent clothing and sparse possessions into a sports bag and slung it into his car, then drove back to the house, his mind racing; he co...
Madam Clara did not just have Lucy attend her 'classroom' that day; the soft ginger girl was made to stand in the corner facing the walls while other 'pupils' were brought to attend. Such was the wealthy woman's lust for her kink as the domineering schoolmistress, she had also paid for three males to attend her 'class' that day; each deeply submissive male h...
Undisclosed desires. I think we all got them. My name is Claude Premier. I'm a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I attend Carleton University, where I study Criminal Law. Ladies and gentlemen, I am a guy with a confession to make. A lot of people see me as the six-foot-five, burly dude with the...
I am a submissive, cross dressing, oral, anal, slut whore. I am owned by a Dominant, kinky, strap-on Mistress. Another, Mistress and Master that trained me to give men and women sexual pleasures sold me to her about 3 years ago. I can suck a pussy as well as a cock or both at the same time. I love to be taken anally and can get my Mistresses fist all the way...
Creed crawled to the feet of the mature spinster, his cock boning erect at the prospect of serving her, eagerly coaxed toward her feet with the whip held by a delighted Lizzy. The ginger girl had acquired the services of Julia's pet on a day free from the rigours of driving her cab, his Mistress having an appointment at Arachne House with Madam Ella Hempleto...
It was getting time, thought Claudia, for Mortimer to get his first real pet. He'd proven himself responsible enough with the tarantula, the lizard, and those weird fish things whose name she could never remember. Animals like that are well enough, but Mortimer needed a companion, something to keep him company on the lonely grounds of the mansion, when he wa...
Victoria silently slid the bolt on the rear gate to open, before pausing and waiting a moment. She smiled as she imagined the scenario had she not bolted the gate and her staid friend had arrived just five minutes earlier; she'd have seen just how merry a widow she had become, and one the gardener was prepared to show his humblest respects for. The thought o...
Gray was dressed and was allowed the luxury of a pad to kneel on, lest he should soil the white outfit chosen for him by his Mistress that morning. It was already to be an eventful day for him; he would witness the delivery of the hooded houseboy, formerly known as Minter, to the widow of a rough gentleman of that name who had officially taken his own life,...
In all of my previous writing I've told largely biographical tales, although, I do admit that I sometimes embellished the truth a little, and I always telescoped time frames, otherwise my readers would have died of boredom! In the tale I'm about to relate, however, the whole thing is complete fantasy, developed from some thoughts I had when I was driving bac...
Tasha was the head of the scientific expedition to explore ancient peoples in Northern Europe. She smirked to herself as she read the letter one more time. She had been chosen to travel back in time using newly discovered time stream technology to study ancient cultures and people in Northern Europe. The letter warned that she would be the only one on the ex...