He walked in through the front door. It took him a moment to realize she was wearing black leather. Her boots were tall, and shiny, coming up past her knees. Her soft white legs were encased in fishnet, and at the juncture of her thighs, he expected to find her pussy clad in her usual skimpy lace panties. He was wrong. Between her legs was a large purple str...
Another Christmas at the Barbas complete. I'd been dating Sylvie for over three years and with every holiday her family's disappointment in me became reduced by about five percent. Her big brothers, Nic and Rudy, were more interested in sports than anything I brought up. Her mother always sighed heavily as she told me I needed to eat more, not accepting the...
Very cool to the skin, the white silk slip clung to his buttocks and thigh, the hem just below the knees. It felt a bit on the tight side especially when he sat down to slip on the sheer nylons, but it had been difficult to find the right size when he had gone shopping for lingerie. He had fingered lingerie in the boutique when a pretty young girl asked if s...
Salem turned another page of Mirabella. This was so much better a magazine than Cosmo. Jessica Alba looks fat. Oh well. The howling and banging from upstairs seemed to have subdued. The door opened and the guys came bounding down the stairs. Male bonding, right? There he was, naked, awash in slashes. Long welts up and down his back, buttocks, chest and pot...
This is the second part in a series. You can always go refresh yourself on Part 1 (same name!) if you want to start from the beginning. *** She figured she must be imagining things. No one could be knocking on that door. She threw a t-shirt on just in case, so she wasn't completely exposed. She kept telling herself no one would be knocking at that door as...
Chapter 4: Give her an inch and she'll steal a mile! A full week had passed since our last group session with Alyssa. In that time I had made 4 new recordings and about 200 pictures, of Izzy, in various sexual scenarios. She never complained, never grunted her dissatisfaction, or present any notion that she was upset. Part of me thought that she was just ac...
Author note: this chapter is an edited version of part of my Literotica story 'La Contessa's Slave Girl'. Warning: this chapter contains non-consensual scenes Chapter 13: Revenge The week passes. It's not long before I'm waiting for La Contessa underneath the portico at the entrance to her palace, the imposing marble staircase fanning out before me tow...
We were awakened by Ms. Ward entering the room and announcing it was time to rise and shine. Great, she’s a cheery morning person. Renee’s head was resting on my chest, her leg laying atop my hips and her left hand resting on my chest. We pulled off the covers and stood before Ms. Ward. “Now, it seems we have some matters to deal with,” Ms. Ward said to m...
Idaho relaxed in her sun lounger, the warm Nevada sun beating down on her naked, suntan lotion-glistening body as she sipped on a large salt-encrusted glass of margarita that her Mexican maid-cum-chef Donita had provided her a few minutes ago. Yummy, thought Idaho, this is so nice I'd better be careful I don't become addicted. As she lay sunning her stunnin...
Chapter 3: angNaveena Every day after that was the same. Mira would wake up to what felt like hours of feathering, followed by stroking. She was then led to the bathing room and "purified," as Silerna called it, and then given to a guard. The guard led her to the dining chamber and fed her stewed bandy fruit, of which she never tired, followed by the dreadf...