The rain fell lightly all over the town as the bus guided its passengers on to their required destinations, narrowly avoiding contact with other passing traffic as it tried to catch up on time with its schedule; two of the passengers were students from one of the nearby high-schools, casually lighting cigarettes and smoking at the back seats whilst hurling c...
I don't know... people seem to have it in for me these days. First off, I come down the stairs this morning and there's a letter for me on the doormat from some anonymous person saying terrible things about me, really hurtful. I mean, what's that all about? Seems like I'd upset somebody just because of what I do. Well, you can't please everybody can you? But...
This story started out as just a short one like the others, but i find myself writing more and more. i have broken it up into chapters i hope Y/you enjoy it as much as i am enjoying writing it! Please feel free to comment good or bad. ________________________________________________ She huddles in the back of a small cage. The only thing covering her body...
"You should know up front- I'm a one on one kind of woman. I don't like sharing." Eve and I had been friends for ages, but had only just met. The internet is a wonderful thing. After three years, work related travel finally had brought me to her fine city. She had driven out to my airport hotel, for drinks to start. Dinner to follow if we clicked in person....
Jemima locked the door of the apartment and dropped her bags on the floor of the hall before kicking off her heels with an audible sigh of relief. She ignored the pile on mail on the doormat and trotted across the wooden floor towards the small spiral staircase that led up to the bedroom. As she climbed the stairs she consciously shed the concerns of the day...
She’s no Angel I have worshipped Angela for months, ever since she joined us as a Senior Buyer. I am a Senior Buyer too but most of us are colourless individuals, good at negotiating with salespeople and unimpressed by their sales technique. We know they want to seduce us into buying the lines they can’t shift elsewhere. Our job is to buy what our chain of...
Authors note: This is a mozaic of phrases used in conversation with My sub online. This gift immediately sprang to mind as a 'sharer'. I hope you enjoy this keyhole look into O/our world. I am bolded. she is italicised. * * * kneeling in the formal manner is called "nadu" learning about subspace keep your legs parted while you speak with Me i am here of my...
I should be ashamed about how I met her - really I should. I'm not a kerb-crawler, honest, I'm not! I was driving through one of the less salubrious areas of Leeds, on the way to visit someone I'd lost touch with, when I saw her. Just occasionally you see a woman who so fascinates you that you have to take a second look - and a third. Not beautiful, oh no, l...
Sonia sighed, keeping her eyes on her magazine. "No, really," Maya said from the floor. "What if magic were real?" Sonia looked at her best friend, sitting at her feet, painting her toenails. Maya got it a lot worse in school than she did, but that wasn't enough of a reason to make things up. "Quit being such a kid." Sonia tapped Maya's shoulder with one...
I felt self-conscience kneeling behind Larry as he laid face down on his bed with my tongue pushed deep into his asshole. Not because I was rimming my wife's brother, but because I'd come straight from work and didn't have an opportunity to get my sissy girly outfit on. I was discovering how sexually powerful submission could be, especially for a straight...