To say that my Mistress was angry would be quite an understatement. At the end of the school day I returned to our home. Mistress Polly greeted me with a question, "How did your evening with Amanda go, my pet?" (see "Class Time - Ch. 02"). As I was trying to decide how to answer, I walked close to her and knelt down so that I could kiss her foot as I usua...
You knock on the bathroom door. "Are you ready to go, pet? I'm getting hungry." I look once more in the mirror, nervous that everything will be obvious to anyone giving more than a casual glance. But the butt plug you have ordered me to wear seems discreet, and the cock cage shows no obvious bulge in my pants. Similarly, the blazer seems to hide the protrus...
I went back to J Lo's room at five thirty, making sure I was there by six as instructed. I immediately took my clothes off and waited by the door on my knees, just as I'd been told. I waited and at six, she still hadn't showed. Finally at six thirty I heard her insert the key into the door. "Well hello pet." J Lo said as she entered. "Glad your obeying."...
A sadist is a person who enjoys, and gets sexual gratification, from inflicting pain on someone else and a masochist is a person who has the same feelings from having pain inflicted upon them. She is a sadist and there are two completely different masochists in the story. They are well suited and their arrangement gives them all pleasure which is the point...
Sitting in the pull down seat in the back of the C-130 I had plenty of time to think. The flight back to the states would take eleven hours. I smiled, knowing I would get three weeks off when I had debriefed and knowing that I had completed my mission successfully. My thoughts drifted for a few seconds to Mac Williams, the man who had the assignment first....
This story is a continuation of One Little World Ch8, in case you couldn't guess, so I would suggest reading that first. You probably could just read this one but it wouldn't make as much sense. It is 100% a work of fiction springing from my own imagination. Any resemblance to real events or people (be they living, dead or viral agent) is no more than a sta...
Rincitni was not sure what to do after he had shifted into a barrel. It wasn't until the next day, when Lord Trinseccet stopped to ask Zerret why he had left before the entertainment, that she knew what to think again. The Dragon asked and she answered. When she put forth questions, he would answer; save anything about Zerret. He told her, however, he would...
I. Introduction I stood in the kitchen watching the water slowly drip from the faucet. The girls were in the living room, cuddled on the couch, whispering, waiting. Pet was doing what she could to soothe Kasey. Pet knew what was coming; Kasey on the other hand, did not have the slightest idea. On top of the dresser in my room I kept a wooden box about 10 i...
==Never Argue With A Fucking Beach Male==Ch.14 Some long while later Foxy met with her Joined, her filled cup with her. Doxy as always tasted of its contents to assess its quality. "Joined! This yet another hot bright season you have pressed from our beloved beach male! How do you so commonly obtain such results from him?" "And look his volume has increase...
This story was inspired by a friend requesting a spanking story. This may not have been what he was looking for, but I had the idea of using the Giraffe statues some how and they worked out for this story. ************* The mansion was fronted by a huge yard with a driveway that encircled a large, beautiful green lawn and a central flowerbed. In the middle...