Sonia woke up well rested. It was Saturday, and she looked forward to a whole weekend playing with her new toys: her slave, and magic. Of the two, she didn't know which she liked the most. It was even better to know that the girl she had lying at her feet, with her face pressed against her smelly, sweaty soles, could tear her apart with a thought, but was so...
Natalie sat on the floor of her bedroom painting her toenails a deep candy apple red. She had been dating Jim for a few weeks now. Before meeting him, she had no idea that men would be attracted to her feet. As Natalie finished painting her toes, she took a few minutes to admire her feet. She had always liked her feet and enjoyed making them look attractive....
I had just gotten into a huge fight with my parents so I called my girlfriend to see if I could spend the night at her house. She said of course I could, but she has work until 11 that night, but I can just let myself into her house since her parents love me anyways. It was about 7:30 so I made my way to her house and knocked on the door. I was greeted by h...
This is a story about the demented sex life of my perverted little sister and I. She's 21 years old and I'm only a couple years older, 23. We live together in a flat near the college we both attend. This chapter is a flashback to when it all started. My sister had just turned 18 and was still living with our parents, and I was visiting home on summer break....
I was still licking the remnants of mistress' piss as I heard her leave the house for her run. On hearing the door slam, I turned on the shower, my second of the morning, though not as enjoyable as the first. I hoped the cold water would help my aching cock, which was still bulging in its chastity device. Then I reluctantly brushed my teeth, removing the lin...
This is a story with slow development so if you're after a quick fix I'd advise you to look elsewhere or risk getting frustrated. The story explores the themes of foot fetish, female dominance and cum eating. If that's not your thing then move along; this isn't the story you're looking for. Also as this is my first attempt at writing a story (of any kind!) a...
Gritting my teeth in irritation, the blank Word document in front of me stared back. The blinking cursor almost seemed to mock me, the lone presence amongst the sea of white that was my unfinished history report. Glancing at the clock on my desk, 8:15pm blinked into existence. There were only hours to finish this stupid paper that was 25% of my final grade....
The verdant hedgerows whizzed by in a blur as the car accelerated down the narrow, winding country lanes. Long grass and grain in the fields rippled in the summer breeze. Everywhere was basking in the glowing sunlight of another hot summer afternoon. On any other day I would be calm, cool and collected. Driving down the roads with the windows down. The hum o...
A further 3 weeks had passed with no contact. I then got a message on the Monday afternoon telling me I was to go the next day at 9:15. Tuesday's are not her usual non-working day which caught me unaware. There were no further instructions or shopping list like previously. I arrived that day and went to the back door as usual. I knocked on the door and wai...
Bobby Phillips was an eager young man of 20, working his way through college, picking up summer jobs at any place he could, mowing lawns, moving furniture, fixing things around houses in the upscale neighborhood near his, one a little more downtrodden on the other side of town. He got work by word of mouth mostly. That's how he found himself in Beth Atkins...