This chapter is part of a continuing story. Although some chapters may stand on their own, for proper character development and story line intensity, this series is a continuous story and should be read as such. So, while James recovered, the slut had some thinking to do. She seemed dazed and a little confused, but she did her best to sit up. She was still...
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Hi Regular readers! I hope you're ready for a new story. This is sort of based on a real life episode but is also part fantasy. Mr. Butt, Emma and I have never worked in a law office but it just sort of fit with my fantasy mood. What we have done is exactly as described in the story but in the 'privacy' of our own little office at "High Heeled Facial Girls"....
Thanks for reading my stories; I am sorry for the long delays between the chapters. All I can hope is that you continue to keep reading them and don't mind if they take a bit to come out. I do wish you enjoy this next installment, even if it is a bit shorter. Comments and Ratings as always are appreciated, as too are any possible suggestions you might wish t...
Mrs. Scott and I had met through the internet. We had spoken over the phone several times, chatted a bit online, and had decided to arrange a meeting. I am a professional Dom, and she had sought out my services. She was an older girl, in her mid-40s, and seemed to be having some kind of mid-life crisis. Her children were grown up, her husband having an affai...
It was dark. Crouched on the floor in our spare room, I could make out the light-lit edges of the other equipment around me. There was a strap-on lying on the floor beside me, and a riding crop with a loop on the end hanging on the wall above a jumble of metal buckles attached to leather straps. And then there was me. I was handcuffed to a steel ring embedd...
Waking up, he walked naked (as required by her very strict rules) into the kitchen to make coffee, his wife of 15 years already gone to work. Even though she was nearing 50, she still had a hot body that men were more than willing to sample, 5' 2" and 125 pounds. She had fairly large tits with huge nipples that swelled up when she was hot. On the counter, he...
Since Mexico she has me do little things to remind me that I am a trained cock slut now. I am milked twice a day to keep me accustomed to cumming on command. I am never allowed to wear underwear unless instructed, but she often makes me wear a snap-on cock ring underneath my clothes with ownership tags attached to it. I thought about that a lot more than not...
From the moment we meet I know you will be mine. Your gaze is lowered and your face is flushed, perhaps you anticipate the excitement to come. We greet one another quietly and I follow you to the room you have booked for this assignation. Your arse is a delight to observe, through your skirt I can make out your arse cheeks lift and fall as you walk. I wond...
This is part 3 of Master Takes His Sluts Soul. Though you don't need to read the previous chapters to enjoy this one. I recommend that you do. I truly hope you enjoy part 3. little-nymphe I am at work starring at my computer, sipping the steaming cup of coffee. Trying to get motivated to do my work. Unconsciously, I smooth my hands over the silk fabric of...