The leather coat was sprawled where I'd tossed it on my bed. I squirted some perfume on my upper thighs and considered the coat. Hot memories of my sexually charged fantasy licked through me, making my nipples stand straight up. I had a feeling I'd wind up comparing Bradford to the major all night. At least I'd be horny, I thought, staring at my breasts and...
Seven Days of Service – Day Five * * * * Friday morning came around slowly, as the time on my office clock seemed to have stood still. After my third cup of coffee, my office door finally swung open, and with relief I noted that it was 10:00 a.m. I watched Cathy turn and lock the office door before walking to the front of my desk. Her collar was prominentl...
Peter picked up the end of my leash and tugged gently on it. Turning away from me, he pulled me along behind. A few people in shop looked over at me, and I flushed. The collar was visible despite the heaviness of my coat, and Peter kept the chain taut. Though conscious of the stares, my pussy dampened. My heart raced as I wondered what people must think of m...
It took all the energy in his body to turn back time and summon the time Goddess. Yes, she was grateful and asked where he would rather go instead of her domain. "I want the chance to clear my head- to fight the special list of people who wronged me." "With guaranteed wins?" The goddess asked in her usual condescending tone. "If it's worth having your thro...
This is the third chapter in the saga of Chris and Chloe Weber. While the story can be read separately, I suggest you read "Snugglebunny Ch. 01: The Beginning" and "Snugglebunny Ch. 02: Pillow Talk" to get the full context of what is happening here. For those not familiar with those stories, the two main characters often refer to each other as "brother" and...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** I had enjoyed two weeks of being stalked, raped and gang banged and I was fucked I opted to rest after my virgin restoration treatment. I fantasised about telling my Master what a bad girl I had been and that he would punish me severely when I got back to the directorate....
A lot of people don't know the difference between a niqab and a burqa (and most acquainted with Muslim culture don't care either way). A niqab is just a face and head veil, usually worn with modest clothing. The burqa is a wide gown that starts from the top of the head and forms effectively a tent from there to the ground. The distinction is important for me...
Day 2 Waking up the next morning, I could still taste Amber's pussy on my tongue. The best way to start a new day is with the taste of pussy in your mouth. This time, it was not the one I was used to. I also noticed that the ladies were already gone. Had I dreamed the night before? If I had, it was one hell of a dream. Sitting up on the side of the bed, I...
When you're newly married, three months pregnant, and get to see your beloved maybe once a week if you're lucky, being stuck in a mansion in the middle of a forest can drive you a little stir-crazy. I really wasn't used to belonging to someone - I didn't mind it, indeed I liked it, but that someone kept vanishing on me, for days at a time. Usually after seve...
Needless to say, sleep that night after the Fair was intermittent as thoughts of Julie's beautiful body adorned by her pink satin bra and panties dominated my thoughts. I now had two pairs of her panties and they became more than a trophy to me, they represented the beauty and sexuality of my girlfriend. The pink pair was now soggy from two loads of come and...