With the cold night air surrounding us, and the heat of our bodies we have steamed up the windows. You sit up and take a deep breath, your breast rising and falling with the rhythm of your labored breathing as you try to catch your breath. You reach for your purse and light a cigarette and lean back against my chest. You hair stuck to your face and your make...
Having visited Amsterdam several times before, we know where the club is. Walking alongside the canal, we find the doorway surrounded by red neon. We pay our entrance fee, to include a couple of drinks, and move inside. We enter the small auditorium of the live sex show as one act finishes and the curtains swish across the stage. The club seats about 50 peo...
I get dressed in my tan, gray, black and white camouflage pants, a black t-shirt and black boots. I put my hair up in a pony tail and pull it through my camouflage baseball cap. I go out to the living room and see my slave sitting on the couch. As he sees me coming out of the room, he smiles widely at how I am dressed and knows that he is probably in for it...
I'm in the kitchen making dinner when you come home from work, tired and hungry. I don't hear you come into the house because I have my music playing loud in the kitchen. You stand in the doorway of the kitchen and watch me singing and dancing along to the music, unaware that you are there. My back is to you as I stand at the sink peeling potatoes and cuttin...
It is a warm summer night, and the rain pours down on me as I stand outside looking up at his house. Even over the intense thunder I can hear my own heart beating as if it were screaming at me, telling me to turn around and go home. I mentally tell it to be silent as I start up the steps to his front door. The last time I saw him he was ripping my heart out...
It was the night before my nineteenth birthday, and, hell, had I waited long enough. And I'm babysitting. Kids snoring in bed; me, alone watching a film downstairs when the door opens and the guy, hmmm, we'll call him, hell, we'll call him 'you' and his missus walk in. Home early. Her not well... Overindulged (hic), maybe... She goes straight upstairs, bare...
My boyfriend comes home from work; he's brought home a friend. Someone I've never met before. My boyfriend introduces him as Adam, we go and sit down and eat supper. Once we're done we move to the living room and sit and chat a bit, laughing and getting to know one another. Next thing I know Adam asks if he can borrow me for a few hours. We get a really good...
We had seen each other numerous times from across the bar. Tonight however, we are both by ourselves. As I sit here I feel something different when I see you, a flutter deep in my stomach. I look over at you just in time to catch your gaze back at me. Our eyes lock momentarily and I feel a slight weakness in my knees. I can’t help but think about what it wou...
Chapter 17 -- Dealing With the Accident -- Alternate Chapter This chapter leads to the alternate ending of Eighteen. Although Christina lives, I still tried to make this an emotional episode. There is no sex in this installment due to Christina recovering from her injuries. Wednesday, March 2nd Christina My eyes will only open a little. The light is...
I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** We are in a bar near your office. Happy your is in full swing, crowed scene. There are lots of single men and women. You k...