There I was, on my knees, in very skimpy feminine undergarments, locked in a room in the back of an ABS, with 6 men and my Mistress. This was the start of what was to be the other portion of my punishment. Mistress walked toward me with that evil grin of hers. As she was approaching me, she said, "Jolie, these men are here to assist me with your punishment...
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"Slave!" she called to me. I knelt in front of her and kissed her feet. I am wearing a pair of lacy thong panties and a frilly lace teddy that you make me wear, my collar, along with my chastity device. Recently you have been making me wear a butt plug to remind me of who is the one penetrated and the one you selected me to wear is uncomfortable. Mistress A...
Mama had me when she was only sixteen. Way, way too young. I think she feared that I would end up like her, which is probably why I ended up at St. Mary's School for Girls. She spent my entire life trying to make sure I didn't learn the hard lessons she had to when she was still a kid. So I stayed pure and innocent as a babe through my entire childhood. Po...
Shannon and Rick had spent the past weekend having tons of sex and fast food. They'd barely left the room, mostly because they didn't want to run into Lisa. She'd spent hours outside Rick's dorm room begging him to come back. When Shannon headed back to her own room, she wasn't looking forward to the questions from Lisa. She figured Lisa would inquire unti...
Hello. My name is Adam and I have a story to tell. This story involves me, a friend of mine and his gf. Lets call my friend Mark. His gf's name is Leah. He met her a few weeks ago and since then hasn't talked about anything but her. Its quite sad really but I didn't care because he is a good friend. He was very happy with her and finally he asked me if i wan...
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BRUSSELS, MID SEPTEMBER My afternoon students had left and I was tidying the classroom. Thank God for Friday, I thought as I put the last piles of paper back in the files. It had been a hard three weeks getting the mood of the two classes to the point where everyone meshed and their enthusiasm grew as the learning curve steepened. I wandered back into the b...
They had been friends for a long time, my wife Debbie and her best friend Denise. They grew up together in a little town in upstate New York and although Denise had moved to Las Vegas at age 15, they had managed to stay in touch, visiting each other as often as they could. We had made the trek west to stay with them a few times in the last 10 years, going to...
A short story written after I saw one girl stare at another on my train. And I admit to avoid proof reading a much longer story. Enjoy and, as always, comments welcome. It was so much easier, now that the trains had bike compartments. No more struggling to get the bike onto the train and no more getting in everyone's way. Following my afternoon ride, I...