Thanks for reading my stories; I am sorry for the long delays between the chapters. All I can hope is that you continue to keep reading them and don't mind if they take a bit to come out. I do wish you enjoy this next installment, even if it is a bit shorter. Comments and Ratings as always are appreciated, as too are any possible suggestions you might wish t...
The tanned Asian cowgirl moaned in lust as we walked back into the milk tea shop. Two people I didn't recognized were desperately trying to put the good little cow slut's clothes back on her to preserve some sort of dignity. "Excuse me, aren't you here for some milk tea?" I asked politely to the couple. The woman looked at, shaking her red hair out of her...
I was her favorite repeat customer, in fact the first to pay her as a whore. She thought she was getting two hundred dollars, just to play with herself at my direction. I had told her, if she could make me so hot, I jacked–off in her mouth, I’d see, she got six hundred dollars, for a thirty-minute show at a Stag Party. It was kind of an audition, or so I mad...
'Only a few minutes' I think to myself, busily tidying up the last few bits and pieces. Not that it's messy, but the nerves are making me use up some of my pent up energy. Better not waste that I smile to myself, not if this weekend goes to plan. Yes, this weekend should be lots of fun - for both of us. You, my hot dirty slut, and me, your dirty minded 'ma...
She said her name was Ziggy, but Ziggy was not your average girl. Nope, Ziggy was the daughter of a preacher, who, according to everyone who knew him or had heard one of his sermons was the most uptight creature God had ever made. It probably really irritated him that his daughter had a body made for sin. And sin Ziggy did! The brunette with hair to her wai...
This is a tale for all those inner sluts out there who have taken the responsible path in life but let their minds wander back to their dirty pasts when they need a little nudge to make them cum. You know who you are... and hopefully this series of stories will show you that some of us know who you are too... and are waiting for you to have some days off lik...
This story was written as an assignment for my former Mentor, a wonderful Dom in Florida named Jack. i met Him online when i began exploring BDSM 5 years ago, before I met Master Falcon. Jack would give me writing assignments with specific topics as a way to help me learn about various aspects of BDSM. He would critique my writing as a way to help me learn f...
Journey of Punishment Day Two: Stinging Anal. Her ass was still sore from yesterday's violation, but nevertheless she persisted. She returned to the same rest stop, again deserted, and in the bathroom she yanked her pants to her ankles and sat on the plug, opening up her anal ring. When it came to the bulge, she took deep breaths and focused on her legs be...
Lindsay fought her slight apprehension. She'd been trained for this so it couldn't be that bad. She swallowed nervously. From down the red carpeted aisle, a mile away it seemed to her, her Master smiled. Lindsay didn't smile back. She was suddenly too scared. They had talked about this, and she had even planned all the details, but she was having a funny c...
I’m sitting at my computer looking at the pictures my master has sent me, his beautiful face begging for a kiss. His lips, so smooth and inviting, his eyes so deep and mysterious. My master has power, Just looking at him makes my pussy start to dampen. He’s also been kind enough to send me pictures of his lovely cock, so long and thick. I can imagine the way...