It was Tuesday night during the fall semester and it was nearing about 3 am. The frat boys had been partying all night and having a good time. A couple of the guys were talking about some of the hot girls who lived in the nearby sorority house. The girls had been to the party earlier that night and had been looking damn good. The guys continued talking and c...
I saw her profile while browsing one day. She was 18, and still in high school. She still lived with her parents, but had dreams about slavery and being used like a slave for years. She was finally old enough to do it for real, and was looking to disappear from the world, to be taken in as a slave to serve out the rest of her life; no chance at escape, no ch...
Driving home I replayed the telephone encounter in my head. I was pleased that I seemed to have passed the first "test" whatever that was. I could not really even imagine what would happen next, but I decided that I was ready for it. I walked into the house to find that Marie had dinner waiting and was dressed somewhat better than usual. Wine was breathing...
As you know, I'm keen on the element of surprise. You're working from home and pretty settled for the night. I follow a tenant into your building and knock on 1B. You look through the peephole and see me in a slinky black dress, low cut enough to show lace of my black bra. You notice I'm holding one empty fleet tube and one filled with soapy water. Against y...
I knelt between her legs and tasted her wet pussy. I probed with my tongue, tasting, licking fucking. Running my hot mouth from her clit to her ass and back. Anna moans with pleasure and I begin to slap her soft skin with the flogger. Now she is caught between the pain and pleasure. I enjoy hearing her moans, using my tongue and the flogger to bring them out...
Chapter 1 -- In Broad Daylight Harris drives the van. It's a common brown delivery truck, and that's by design. It has dual doors that swing out from the baggage compartment. We covered the windows with cardboard cutouts, held loosely in place by silver duct tape. That's by design, too. Inside the compartment we lined the walls with thick, gray, sound-re...
It had been the busiest week since Sir had opened the office and it was now Friday. I had been working for him for almost a year and he had, from the beginning, set out the ground rules clearly. The office was for work and playing was not allowed under any circumstance. Although in the early days I had often fantasized about being under his desk worshiping h...
Copyright Oggbashan July 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ******************************** It was my first professional enga...
I could feel my forehead rubbing on the carpet, my hair falling down over my cheeks. I tried to move my hands, but they were bound tightly to my ankles between my legs. I could feel cool air on my dampening pussy. I felt so exposed and vulnerable. I loved it. I was naked, and I could hear Him behind me. My ears were straining to hear him and what he was doi...
He had expected to have to force the door open, but it was an old hotel with a simple key latch, and it didn't take him long. He turned the handle, pushed the door open, took a deep breath and walked in. In three strides he was in the centre of the room, his feet braced wide, looking around. She was curled up on the couch on the far side of the bed, her knee...