The scream was followed by the sound of something shattering, and a rich, spicy scent filled the room. Constance's head, which had been bowed to watch with shameful fascination as Rob's cock nestled against her velvety folds in preparation for entry, came up with a jerk. Her eyes widened and a hot blush suffused her cheeks. Nana Eva stood in the doorway....
Life had been very kind to me. I had been born into a family with some social status and a modest income, I had been well educated by my father, and I had been blessed with a reasonably pleasant face and a sound, healthy physique. Moreover, I had experienced certain titillating events in my childhood that many men older than my current eighteen years would b...
I recommend you read the first two chapters if you have not, especially Chapter 02. This is loaded with CFNM and it is somewhat long. You might not devour it in one giant gulp but in bite-size chunks. All my characters are 18 or over. ***** Even Sarah Maitland trembled at a moment like this. Yes, after all she had faced, in her varied life. Several lives...
[This is part of a series. It contains fetish play, including bodily functions, and a severe whipping. If any of this is not to your taste, please read no further. All characters are over 18.] *** I came to realize that although I was developing a need to be taken in hand by another woman and disciplined, my Aunt Kathy was not the person for this assignmen...
The Marquess of Ravenswood hated dramatics. He also loathed crowds, prying eyes, and London. Yet, there he sat, in the very back row of what was surely the most infamous, crowded event in the city's history. Only one thing could pry him to this cesspool. The Hellfire Club was having an auction. Even Ravenswood couldn't resist that temptation. He shifte...
I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement they always give me. As I've been known to fiddle with stories, after they've seen it. I take full responsibility for the content and any cock-ups in this story. While I'm at it, I think from now on I'm going to thank all my friends out there, w...
The night was pleasant. I could hear the sounds of the night, which at first intimidate us and then soothes. It was cool and there was a slight breeze. The moon was up in all her glory. Rock stones, sculptured squarely, walled the natural pond. The moonlight gave a silvery hue to the stones. The night had a perfect setting for my fantasies to be enacted. My...
"I'm very disappointed in you brigadier... very disappointed." Lady Sally was back at Rudston Hall, 'entertaining' one of her submissive gentlemen, who was secured onto a whipping bench in one of the rooms dedicated to domination and punishment. Indeed, most of the rooms of the house were put aside for that purpose, rendering it a playground for the expr...
The new housekeeper, Miss Spargrove landed the thick wooden Spencer paddle for the fiftieth time on Shawn Cirrito's reddened buttocks, and Shawn bit her tongue to keep from screaming. As the paddle, built with holes throughout to make swinging easier and more painful landed again on Shawn's ass, she wondered what Ross was doing. Miss Spargrove had had hi...
Sometimes things once perceived as a thing of beauty are allowed into our lives; sometimes, like Fallopia Japonica: 'Japanese Knotweed' they can quickly overrun a situation-and take control. He had managed to escape the humdrum, rat-race office life of Banking and Stocks; after 30 years in which the stress had nearly killed him, he had taken advantage of re...