Hank led Anastasia into the house and straight to a room that contains many things that are familiar and yet unfamiliar to Anastasia. There is what looks like a doctor's examination table only lower with stirrups in the center of the room. There is what appears to be an IV stand next to it. There is also something that looks like a traction handle above the...
The drive had been uneventful. Less than two hours on the Interstate from Kansas to Kansas City, Missouri and then the short drive north to the airport. He was staying at the Embassy Suites just south of the airport and she had the exit number. He was expecting her at 6:30 and she didn't want to be late. He told her to drive carefully but she didn't want to...
Part 1. The three girls performing soccer practice appeared to be having a lot of fun. I stopped to watch as I walked home from the corner store. A well-built brunette with long straight hair in a ponytail, and a leggy dark-haired girl easily ran across the field with the ball. The goalie was a slender, small-breasted blonde with a ponytail and a salacious...
I got the text message... "You are to be trained, take the necessary steps...arrive at 9p at the usual locale. When you arrive; undress and come to the training room. Kneel and await your instructions." It excited me to know that my Mistress deemed me worthy of training, as it has been sometime since I had any training at her hand. I raced through a host of...
©by fantasywriter. Translated from my german original story in co-operation with lordodie. Chapter 1: Prehistory Two sisters, Anita, 21 years old and Birgit, an 18 years old teenager, were talking one evening about sex. In recent years the sisters didn't get together so much anymore, because Anita had gone away from home right after her high school grad...
I sat uncomfortably in the waiting room. I shifted my weight from one side to the next. The beautiful room was filled to capacity with gorgeous woman each studying the latest in high-fashion magazines and catalogs. Finally the woman behind the window called my name for my appointment. I was unsteady in my 4-inch heels and my blouse seemed unusually taut acro...
Mr. Z came home from work early. The office had been slow and it was Friday. The whole weekend was before him, so he had ducked out early to get a good jump on the work free days ahead. He parked his car in his space inside the six-stall garage that was attached to the huge, perfectly landscaped house. He lived in this house with two friends, Mr. X and Mr. Y...
Chapter 31 -- A weekend at Burnside's house The following week was the sixth week of the Four-Beta pledge program and marked the halfway point of the newcomers' induction. Upon returning from the camping trip, the pledges noted a subtle, but very significant shift in the way the other women in the sorority were treating them. There was a lot more conversat...
He was a man who liked routine, so his punishment scenarios rarely changed. She'd kneel at the bottom edge of the bed, face down in a pillow, ass in the air, legs spread wide. It was humbling, this holes-exposed-for-punishment position, and just being in it could cause her tears to flow. He didn't mind tears, or crying, or begging -- expected them, in fact -...
"My little girl likes that, being on display," Denis asked as soon as they got back to the car. He tossed the package containing the enema gear into the back of the convertible as Alana looked down at the ground. Her heart was beating fast and the blush was just starting to fade from her chest. "Cross your wrists and then put your hands in back of your head...