With a heavy heart, Chrysanthemum made her way across the open courtyard. What had once been bustling with activity was now nearly deserted. The watchfires along the battlements had been lit, and guards patrolled in silence along the upper walk. As she reached the arched entryway, the great clock began to toll. The maid took a long look over her shoulder, c...
By Philippasubmaid copyright While this is a work of fiction it is something that I am actively looking for a dominant man to do to me ......... although I doubt in reality that my wife could be persuaded to be there, in all other aspects it is something that I want to experience. Contact me if you can help, enjoy. I had been chatting on Yahoo for some tim...
It was Francine's first time away from home she was happy to be away from her parents and to start her new journey called college life. She looked outside and noticed that the leaves on the trees were changing colors. In a few weeks the leaves would become purple, orange, and yellow and these same leaves would fall to the ground. Yesterday, was her eighteent...
Hello, there. Jack Saint Pierre is the name. Who am I? The Hero of this story right here. A six-foot-tall, slender young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. And I am a very kinky guy. Just ask my girlfriend Sandra Guillaume here. The first time I laid eyes on her, I knew that she was the woman for me. I was coming...
The pine-lined gravel road is charming but the bumps make sipping the last of his whiskey difficult. He gazes out the limo's window at the trees and the stars, ignoring the chatter of the two girls. This place seems quite remote for a party. "I heard the theme is an inside joke between the two of them. They're so perfect together!" "You know they hardly se...
I'd picked her up for our date after work, and as she sat there in the car next to me, I could barely keep my eyes on the road. Her hair fell in careless waves across her face and her makeup was subdued. She wasn't a small woman, but generous dimensions were always my preference anyway. She wore an outfit that was (intentionally?) maybe a half-size too tight...
I finished drying my long, red hair and turned away from my naked reflection in the full length mirror. Tonight, my lover would finally be arriving home. Before he'd left for his business trip, I'd told him I wanted him to be a bit more dominant in the bedroom. Nothing extreme, just taking the lead, giving orders. He told me he'd think about it, then had s...
We are in my bedroom, on my bed. You face away from me, your panty-clad ass rubbing up against the crotch of my boxers. "I'm imagining you in here alone," you say. "Imagining what you get up to when you've got no one to play with." You push yourself into me for effect, the thong of your panties disappearing between your cheeks. Your glance comes to rest on t...
The crawl down the hall seemed to take an eternity. Mistress kept my leash tight, pulling my head upwards and backwards as I crawled. If I moved too fast, I would choke as my Mistress tugged on the leash. "Be patient my little slut" She said. "We have all night...." I found that statement exceedingly ominous, but I had no time to contemplate it further as...
His breath exhaled slowly and deeply as He surveyed the landscape of “His” bottom. The use of the word was two-fold, describing both the role His lover was in, and the physical attribute He was in the process of Dominating. Her skin was so intriguing, he could never get enough of it, not enough touch nor feel for it. her ass was simply divine. Especially now...