I hate the weekends that your job takes you out of town but also know that they are a necessary evil with your company. I had planned a spring-cleaning weekend, you know cleaning the house, mowing the yard, just general busy work and of course missing you, but only after sleeping half the day away. So I was very surprised to have the doorbell ring before noo...
You love the quietness, the muffled movements of the people as the search through the shelves for the books they want, the occasional voice raised above a whisper and the accusing 'Quiet Please'... Today is like any other as you collect and return the books from the main desk, much to your surprise you've been given the reference section to look after as wel...
Hannah was dead. Jack could tell because he'd heard the wicked witch chanting right before his older sister had sank first to her knees, then to all fours and finally slumped over. Blood oozed from her eyes, nose, mouth and ears pooling beneath her face. She wasn't moving, not even a little. She had to be dead. Jack hoped. He didn't want to think about her...
Once again a big THANK YOU to MLG52 for his editing skills. * The snow fell as Tracy left work; it was Friday at 5 pm. She had two days off, with plans to spoil herself. The ground was hard and slippery under foot, and the wild wind brings big flurries of snow blew into her face. The road was deserted except for the occasional car creeping by. She hugged t...
A Master love stems from a few different thing toward his sub/slave. It starts with the trust that is developed and earned by both parties in the relationship. Then as they get to know each other and the bond between them grows, so does the love they feel for each other. The Master's love is the kind of love that bonds and seals the relationship and is also...
The phone rang. "Dunder Mifflin, this is Pam," recited the wavy-haired fair-complexioned receptionist. She did this all day long, five days a week. She got bored sometimes, but it was better than the weekend, when she would have to listen to the drunken ramblings of her childish fiancé of three years, Roy. Throughout the day, while Pam sat at her desk, she...
The final part of Joffrey and Annie's story* Comments are always appreciated! *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Annie turned and sat as well, leaning her head on his shoulder. He twisted his head, placing a kiss on top of hers. "Do you think you'll like living on the other side of the country?" "I belong with you, remember? I'll be happy wherever you take me." "In th...
She tried, she really did. Slipping out of her mouth, dribbling over her lip, clinging to her as if for her own sake, then giving in to gravity... falling, landing with a splat on the cold concrete floor. She looked down in disbelief. She was always able to take every drop of his cum, but this time, whether it was because of his time spent away, or perhaps h...
Lisa and Mary had planned this for awhile. They had gotten Eric, Lisa's husband to agree not to come to this play date. He had a tendency to take over any session he was involved in. It was pretty fun most of the time but not what the women wanted this time. Eric had agreed and then come anyway. Mary had been quite ticked. She had been going to cancel the da...
Mistress Wendy Posse, also known as the Haitian Tigress from Jacmel ( a commune in southern tier of the Republic of Haiti ) sat on a throne-like chair in the basement of her lovely house in the City of Malden, Massachusetts. Tall and curvy, with medium brown skin and long Black hair that earned her the nickname "Black Pocahontas" in her high school days, the...