The week had been long for Tori. Tuesday, the second Monday, was an extremely long day for her. She had issues doing her work. From not being able to masturbate, she could not focus on so much of her job, being a clerk. All she could really focus on was the picture that was sent to her an hour ago. A picture of her master's cock, the large brown member looke...
Bella gave herself one last powder touch up before she stood up and examined her small frame in the floor length mirror. The beautiful brunette was dressed in a gorgeous pink and black lace bra and matching panties. Her round firm ass was complimented well with her panties. Bella slipped on a pair of heels and headed towards the stage. Bella has been working...
Note to Reader: This story centers on mother and daughter, the daughter name is Asya and the mother name is Funda. The story is told primarily after the First World War during the collapse of the Ottoman Empire and rise of the Turkish Republic. Both women are beautiful in their own right, Funda with her blonde hair and hazel eyes and Asya with her black hair...
A rough shaking awoke #4 from her reveries. The Headmistress was back. Gone was the softness and passion of the night before. Here was the Woman In Charge, hair pulled severely back, make-up sharply defining her pronounced bone structure, immaculately tailored suit screaming power. "Time to send you on your way," she said curtly stripping away the covers. S...
Tonight started how any other evening at home would -- a shared bottle of wine, a movie, cuddling on the couch. After a long week, sometimes there is nothing more comforting than relaxing in your arms. You move in to kiss me, and I return your kiss hungrily. I shudder slightly in your arms as you gently bite my lower lip. In what seems like just moments, I'm...
I had no way to keep track of the time. My body started to calm down, resting against the chair instead of fighting against the restraints that held my forearms and thighs to the seat. Just when my tense, sweat coated body finally relaxed, I would remember the events that had led up to this. First I had misbehaved at the grocery store, letting men eye fuck...
The house was dark and still. She opened the door, humming along with her mp3. She walked into the bathroom not even bothering to turn on the light. He jumped out from behind the door and grabbed around her neck. "Oh Sean, I'm not in the mood." He pulled her hair back, sharply. She looked up at the ceiling, grabbing her breath in soft gasps. "Shut up." H...
I'm getting ready for a date. I've waited all week for this. I take my time, enjoying the process of it, the pampering. I shower and use my nice products, shave my legs and my pussy, apply scented lotion. I paint my toenails while wearing nothing but a silk floral robe, loosely tied. I start on my makeup: a smoky eye, mascara to give me a wide-eyed look, dee...
An announcement from the cockpit that the plane was about to land forced Misty out of her daydream. She had been fantasizing and gently stroking herself for the entire flight, stopping only to nibble at her food, and enjoy the freely flowing wine provided by the flight attendants. Given that ordinarily she was so reserved around other people about anything...
Dear Glutton for Punishment, I have just staggered into the door from my second date with what’s-his-name, and had the uncontrollable urge to sit right down and write MYSELF a letter – {I know I’ve heard that before… maybe a song?} So here I am – pen in hand, bottle of cyanide in the other, awaiting the after-shock to slam dunk me into what I hope will be a...