After informing me I had to return to their house again the following night for dinner, my Parents in Law told me to get dressed, and suggested I go home and get a good nights sleep. I respectfully asked if I could go into another room to get dressed, but somehow was not surprised when they told me to get dressed in my special little corner of the lounge whi...
A quick recap on the main characters.... Jane...that's me. 32 y.o. mother and budding deviant! Olivier...my loving and understanding French husband, and stepson of Francesca. Francesca...my 45 y.o. alcoholic French Mother-in-law and Penelope Cruz lookalike-damn her! Paula...my red-headed best friend and next door neighbour, and budding spankee. Dave...P...
The walls were lined with masks of all sorts as I looked around on my hands and knees with my front and back sides filled. Dr. Harden must have an interest in collecting colorful masks from around the world. There were also erotic art hanging in between each mask. In each corner were statues of women in compromising positions. The ceiling had chains hanging...
It is with some relief that Miss McCloud steps out into Miss Lucy's Consulting Room. For an hour and a half she has been standing in the cramped confines of the lavatory cubicle. Through a pair of strategically-placed toiled rolls she has been peering out of the small window: nothing that has been said or done in the Consulting Room has escaped her. Yet sti...
Author's Note: This story contains light BDSM elements. All characters depicted are 18 years of age or older. Enjoy! ---------- No one ever gets these things right. Yes, Mother Goose—that's me! What threw you off—the garters and stockings and black leather whip? Like I said, no one ever gets these things right. Father Goose says they've twisted all my st...
I was nervous, anticipating what will happen. What he will do to me? I knew I already made him a deal that after I dominated him; he would have his chance to. And now it was his chance. I was sitting on the bed of the master bedroom in my turquoise bra and matching panties, both adorned with black lace. I was waiting. Waiting for him. He had said for me to...
The girl smiled to herself, her fingers playing with her collar as she thought. Her Master was at work and she was left alone with nothing but her Master's dog and a computer. The internet had lost it's appeal and the girl was bored out of her mind. Hopping from room to room, trying to make friends, she gave up once she noticed most could not even respect he...
You left me alone, my lover, when my body was craving for you. You left me to suffer and burn and want. Now you must be punished. Tomorrow when you wake, you will find yourself tied to your bed. Hands and feet, unable to move. I will not use rope, only silk scarves. Strong but smooth and soft. I do not want you damaged, my lover. I want you full of strength...
Despite the fact I had needed to punish Francesca for having the packet of cigarettes in the house, I was actually feeling very confident she was over the worse of her addictive tendencies, particularly the alcoholism which was by far the greater worry. It had been several weeks without any major issues and I was actually feeling pretty damn smug that my hig...
Nathaniel looked down sternly at the young girl, "Well slave? Did we?" Amy looked up into his eyes apprehensively, "No Master, I am sorry Sir, please forgive me" Meanwhile, Lucy watched on shyly. She took deep breaths as told to compose her still aroused and shaking body, pulling her dress back down and pulling up her underwear a little embarrassed. Natha...