In a daze, my legs wobbly, requiring you and Tara to support me, I barely notice the people examining us as we enter. My head rests on your shoulder and I let out little gasps with each step and the plug makes its presence known with that oh so full feeling. The door behind us closes and my eyes adjust to the dim light. Shafts of bright light appear sudden...
Pulled out of the memory by the pop and crackle of cheap speakers straining to handle the beat of the song's bass line that the stripper on stage gyrates her ass to, which has the unfortunate effect of reminding me of Kelsey. It still only a month since it ended between us, the lingering pain of it ripping at me inside, and I take another sip of the auburn l...
Rodney sits at the bar nursing his beer patiently waiting for Ashley to arrive. Ashley steps in and comes to the bar, her eyes adjusting to the darkness. She says hello, giving kisses and hugs, then heads to the changingCuckold for a black women. room. Rodney orders another beer concerned that breaking another twenty dollar bill will be one less for Ashley....
As far as days go, this one started out normal. Ashley and Megan were sitting back talking with the TV setting a dull soundtrack to the evening. Ashley, statuesque and 115 pounds with long brown hair and green eyes, was lounging in a pair of shorts and a tank top. Megan, however, was her polar opposite. She was all of 5 feet tall and 160 pounds with short bl...
Joann walked into the station for the first time as a dispatcher with a little nervousness. It was her first day at a new station since moving to Tulsa to start her new life. As she walked in, a few of the scruffy sergeants looked at her, partly in lust over her curves and partly in disdain that Tulsa's brass hired another female for dispatch. Joann was use...
I knew by the way you looked at me when I walked into the office this morning, that it was going to be a painful and excruciating day. Your eyes meet mine, slowly travel down my body and up again. They bore into mine, challenging, daring me to look away. Cursing internally I look away first, like I always do, feeling heat consuming my face as I blush. You ar...
My name is Kali and I'm a genetic anomaly, what you would consider to be a mutant. We don't like to be called mutants. We find that term offensive. To us, it's like calling a woman a bitch, addressing a black person by the term nigger or calling a gay person by the term fag. There are lots of others like me out there. Ordinary men and women whom Fate chose t...
Caleb, a werewolf, entered his Mistresses Chambers. "Good evening Mistress." His fur was silver and black, he stood in her doorway for a moment. "Good evening slave..." Nuray answered, looking over to him from her seat. "Why are you not kneeling in my presence?" He steps in, and closes her bedroom door, and kneels before her and kisses her silky smooth fee...
Warning: This story deals with a BDSM relationship. If this lifestyle is not to your liking, you should not be reading this. To all the others - all feedback is more than welcome. **************************** "Pet, wake up. You need to eat something. You have a big day ahead of you." I hear Sir waking me up, and I feel really rested. I look at the alar...
Once again I wait naked, blindfolded, with butterflies running circles in my stomach. He has instructed me to be ready for him. As usual I sit with mixed feelings as I wait. Feelings of excitement over the control this man exhibits over me and at the same time feelings of rebellion at the thought of that very control. Hmmm, not a very good submissive at all...