Beneath the glass house known as the Crystal Palace, a steel garage door opened revealing a white Mercedes SUV. There were two individuals seated in the leather interior. The woman in the driver seat had layered, chest-length, champagne blonde hair that framed her beautiful face and faint crow's feet at the corners of her green eyes. She wore light makeup in...
I hope you have enjoyed reading as much as I have enjoyed telling my story. Are you ready to hear the rest of the evenings delights? Master had his driver, yes, he had a driver in front, his Hummer was really a limo with the cab completely separated from the rear compartment. Well, he hit the intercom and told his driver to take us to his apartment. He tol...
Pornographer: a description we should use with pride At school and in encyclopaedias we learn of the animal images and hunting scenes our ancestors portrayed on their cave walls. There are other human images - the so called Venus's, females whose swollen torsos appear to suggest pregnancy, these are thought to be Fertility images. In Tannahill's "A Histor...
It was 3 in the morning, but all the lights were still on. A faint smell of beer and vomit permeated the air. There were unconscious bodies strewn around the messy rooms; some on beds and sofas, and some on the cold floor. Cans of cheap Budweiser and Coors Light littered the whole house. Lauren and Diane surveyed the damage done by the party. "I am so neve...
It was only a week after my punishment that I was expected to go back to the black club for the formal initiation that would make a white sex slave of me. I was to be owned by the black man called Robert. His plan was to bred me as many times as he could; my womb would belong to him. I also knew that my initiation would involve me being tattooed and collare...
Everyone could hear my high-heels clip clop on the wooden floor of the interview room in the Solicitors Office where I work, as I approached the heavily tattooed, bleach-blonde recalcitrant, youth sitting in front of the desk. Wayne Webster was 21 and had been in and out of trouble most of his life. I had been in charge of his case workers for the last fiv...
This how my life was when I was 32 years old. I am now 38 and have a different life, but a lot is still with me, and always will be for life. When we moved it was a very hot summer here in Phoenix, Arizona. I moved here from a well sheltered life in Ohio. Married when I was only 19, and had only been with one man Mike, my husband who was 24. He was an engi...
I work in a small office as an invoicing clerk and also head-up the accounts receivable department. Including myself there are a total of nine people in our office and as a result, we all have grown very close over the years. As such, whenever someone has a birthday that falls on a Friday, we shutdown the office an hour early and most of us go to one of the...
He woke slowly, groggily, to find his wrists bound and attached to the base of the massive iron headboard. As he tested his restraints, he discovered that there was merely an inch of give, though, thankfully, his fingers were free and he could wiggle them around. His feet were another story: they were attached to what felt like it must be a small spreader ba...
She was waiting bound to a pole. Her back was arched, her long black hair flowing over her shoulders and hiding her piercing green eyes. Her hands were handcuffed and tied to the pole at such a low level that she was forced to bow down. Her derriere was suspended in the air, held up by a silky linen wrapped tightly around her waist and fixed in the ceiling....