Author's Note: Following is the first chapter of a new chain story which I hope many of you will enjoy. This idea came to me from an Avatar that a poster in Literotica's forum uses. The image is of a painting titled The Slave Market. The artist, Jean-Leon Gerome has many works of art that are quite lovely. This particular one made me wonder what kind of stor...
Jim was returning from his early morning jog, a discipline that he maintained to offset his basically sedentary work life. When he wasn't traveling he was in an office. He was living on the main floor of a two floor eight unit apartment complex and across the hallway from the building manager, a mid forties lady named Susan. Just as Jim turned down the hall...
One thing that I've noticed over the years is that most of the girls can only really read one of my moods consistently. Take Nikki for instance, I don't have to say anything to her for her to know that I'm upset. She can tell just by the way I'm walking. Nikki is the only person in the world who would see me walking across the street and know by my shoulders...
The Woods Twigs crackled under the car’s wheels as it pulled into the clearing at the end of the mud track that they had been creeping along for the last fifteen minutes or so. Jen sat quietly in the passenger seat. She was naked beneath the full-length wool overcoat. Her Mistress switched off the engine of the 1960s Mercedes. “Follow me,” she said as she...
Sally, my regular assistant knew. Whenever she was out, I emphatically repeat my standing order to each temporary replacement. Calls from Mrs. Beatrice Hollingsworth Smyth were to be given the highest priority and it was extremely imperative, even if I were on another call, I was to be immediately interrupted and notified even if I was out of the office or a...
This is a sequel to The Trials of Pauline. Whilst searching for her father in the African jungle, Polly and her Eurasian friend, Marina, are subjected to a succession of bizarre punishments and sexual degradation - all of which she finds exhilarating and fulfilling. Those people who do not wish to read about the humiliation of beautiful women should avoid th...
This is the third Kara Lofts story, set in a re-made world with magic, orcs, trolls and the like and follows The Five Idols and The Talismans. Like all my stuff, it'll feature big tits, big dicks and more than a little incest if the story allows, plus this chapter has more than a little tentacle sex so if none of that's your thing, go find something else to...
CHAPTER 3: FRED'S JOURNAL May 24 - Yesterday, I told Alex that, if she wanted to join us for lunch today, she should wear a short loose skirt that could be lifted by the wind. This was the first suggestion I had given her since our conversation last week. She agreed and came in today with a dark blue pleated skirt that swirled and bounced nicely as she walk...
Dante Davis stepped out of his chair and stretched his legs. The athletic shorts he was wearing exposed the deep, dark brown color of his skin and the taut muscles just underneath, having been strained and fatigued by a rigorous workout regimen just a short time ago. His sleeveless muscle shirt bestowed similar compliments; his toned, thick arms revealed the...
Tuesday, Again - Kidnapped! It was time for my ten AM shutdown / 'nap'. Daddy had to go out to attend to some errands, but Christie promised to nurse Adele along so my drunken little master could with luck still go to the mall with me when I came back on-line. My lusty aunt also told me she'd get in touch with Maria to see if our two sexy neighbors could...