The kids shouting, unfortunately, woke us up the following morning. I just had time to kiss my wife's newly acquired hickey and ask if it was sore. She gave a very cheeky reply, "It's fine thanks. I had this big hunk rub some nice white ointment on it last night." We were in a lovely mood with each other throughout the day, to the extent that one of our dau...
The click clack of high heels could be heard as the maid walked into the Den, off the main hall. The maid, dressed, head to toe black Latex stooped to offer the Ladies their drinks. The ladies didn't acknowledge the Maid, but continued their conversation regardless. The ladies were sat on a half moon Sofa That measured fifteen feet across. They were all talk...
Jon had invited me to spend another weekend at his place with another of his friends. I always find his friends to be interesting so I accepted. Jon had given me a garage door opener and a key to his home after my first visit. He met me as I parked my car in the garage. He was wearing his usual skimpy European swimsuit. “Hi Brad, you’re in the same bedroom a...
I drove to my father's studio near the university, getting there just before 10:00. The light was good outside — not too harsh, but with plenty of brightness. My father would be happy with the opportunity to paint today. In addition, he had become a morning person, and was more accommodating before the afternoon. If Diane was not at his studio, I hoped he wo...
Chapter One I don't know what it was about her. She captivated me. Not at first, of course. When I first laid eyes on her, she unnerved me. The way she talked to me made me uncomfortable. I would never truly get comfortable with her, but then that's the way it should be. For she was my Mistress, and I loved her, quirks and all. I worked at the Crichton-S...
This story involves gay sex and forced fem, not your thing, move to another story. * I haven't been able to concentrate all day, didn't get anything done. All I can think about is having to go back to the bookstore tonight. I don't know if I can do it but if I don't I'm not sure what he might do. Maybe he just won't contact me anymore and I really don't w...
CHAPTER 1 "Excuse me dear. Haven't I seen you on the telly? Didn't you murder that nice girl off of Eastenders?" "What?" The old lady broke me from my reverie. I had been scowling at my husband, who was openly ogling a leggy white girl. "Yes, I suppose I am. I didn't really kill her, you know." I was tempted to add, "She's not a very nice girl, in real...
Tonight is the first time in three months that I have attended the monthly Saturday night mixer that has been a tradition in Portland for almost ten years. The initial group of about fifty people from fraternity affiliations, support of the football team and college groups of all kinds formed right after graduation from the University of Oregon. Over time we...
Author's note: Here's Chapter 9 of "Pipit," the story of a beautiful but troubled submissive (also called Tosatsu) and the people in her life, especially her one-time rival, the consensual slave Emily (scene name Famula), Emily's young and naive Master Andrew, Pipit's friend Neko, and Neko and Pipit's "Daddy" Raquel. Pipit works as a professional submissive,...
This carries on from previous stories of Julie's sexual adventures. They started with "A porn Star is Born", then a "Family Caribbean Holiday," finally "A Gentlemen's club". You may wish to read these first. ***** When Julie got home after her evening with Sir, she had a stiff whisky and went straight to bed, having thanked Jan for escorting her home. The...