After the first time with Mark's girlfriend, I got busy trying to set up something I knew she'd really enjoy. I had a friend with benefits that came over whenever I wanted, and believe me, that was quite often. I have a dominant side that doesn't get to come out and play very often. She discovered that, and loved it. Her name was Kay, and I knew the first...
Joanne strolled through the nearly deserted shopping mall, smiling to herself. It was 9:30 on a Tuesday morning and she was going shopping. This was her favourite time for some retail therapy. All the shops were nearly empty; you could browse in peace and quiet, without fighting the crowds. All in all it made shopping a relaxing experience. She had no colleg...
My dearest lord and master, This girl entreats you to allow her to share her thoughts with you. This girl stood in the kitchen of our castle and begged to disturb you with questions, questions of how she may serve you better. You regarded this girl with sharp humor in your eyes. Your brow arched in laughter. You reached forth and grasped most firmly the n...
Inspired by Chocolate Harlot. All pictures used have been reproduced with kind permission. * * * * * I unloaded the gear from the van, time was getting on, and there was a lot to do before the set. I was a roadie for an up and coming band and tonight was to be their biggest venue so far. I humped the guitars, drums, amps, lights etc into the hall that the...
The woman entered the hallway and looked around for her client. Her gaze fell upon a man in his mid-forties, nice build, graying hair, business suit and unhappy marriage. Typical for this massage parlor. Although they were all different, different ages, various backgrounds and ethnicities they all had the same look – the look of starvation. He gazed up and...
The night was illuminated only by streetlights as Alex made his way home from the bar, alone. He was tipsy, but not drunk, and disappointed, but not surprised, that he was alone yet again at the end of a Friday night. Alex absentmindedly felt for his wallet in his pants pocket, a nervous ritual he indulged in dozens of times a day. This time, however, he fe...
Chapter 1: Attack of the Catgirl. Erin could not have foreseen how her day would end nor how her life would change so drastically. It was Friday night and she was letting her hair down, metaphorically at the Club. The Yard was a New York fetish club catering mostly to the S&M and Goth crowds, though they did occasionally have a swingers night about once a m...
Today's assignment from my Master was to conduct seven 99% near-cums between the hours of 12:00 pm to 7:00 pm on a dreary snow-falling Saturday. Sir also told his slave to keep thinking about the subject from the prior night, which was a possible bondage predicament scenario. The following is the journal submitted to my Master: Saturday, February 16, 2013...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's all the Ex's fault It was intentionally written without names. LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 years of age or older. Copyright (c) 2014 by Acup I woke the next...
A girl, incontinent. The woman heard the door creak on its hinges. Pivoting on her heels, she turned to see who entered, her heart racing in sudden anticipation. It was the girl -- naked, oiled. Her hand clutched a black riding crop against her breastbone. The bleak february light sparkled off the jewel dangling from her tit. The girl took only two...