He had loved her for a while now. Or maybe from the moment he first heard her voice, so high and pure, like a siren. And soon after he had gotten to know her, they were in the same scene after all and both singers, both in their twenties. It felt like they each had a gravity that pulled them closer, and now they'd gotten so close they circled each other in d...
Note to readers: This short story is not part of any series. The setting and characters are based on those from my "Laura's Femdom" stories. My Mistress X stories stand on their own but are best read in order. This particular story describes an advanced, custom session between dominatrix Mistress Alexis X and a wealthy business man. ***** Tom Miller was...
"Ladies and gentleman! It's an honour and great pleasure to be able to welcome you to the first, one and only The Supermodel Slave Sale!" The audience clapped enthusiastically. "My name is Heidi Klum and with me on the stage is Naomi Campbell." "We're happy to host this unique event for you" added Naomi "I hope that we'll all have as much fun as the girls...
This story is sort of a sequel to Naked at College, but please don't expect it to be of the same genre. I am working on a true sequel to Naked at College and hope to have it loaded the next time (1-2 months from now, which may not mean too much if this isn't the same day that "Modeling for the Class" was loaded). In any case, I do hope you enjoy it! - - - -...
The first time ever I saw your face When Matt first saw Jennifer she was sitting at her desk in the ad agency rummaging through a file and shouting at someone over the phone. The office was usually loud with voices and the pandemonium of ringing phones, but on this occasion Jennifer's voice seemed to stand out. She immediately attracted Matt's attention. S...
She wasn't through getting more production out of her submissive husband. After I finished the kitchen she suggested I assist with her bath and packing. I ran her tub, washed her body, even shaved her legs and underarms. When she finished she had me towel her dry. It was weird, but sensual to have a towel in her crack drying her bottom. "A few more things a...
Chapter 10 of The Therapist's Journey continues the story of Scottie Stone, who was featured in Chapter 9, and, of course, the Moms. * * * * That the opportunity to teach two summer-school courses was the best thing that had happened to me recently is some indication of the muddle my life had become. I was going to spend three weeks in Europe with Kevin,...
Kyle went to the library after work, hoping Renee might be there. She wasn't. He didn't want it to end like it had last night. They had made love. Afterwards, she cried. She cried for reasons he didn't understand at the time, didn't want to understand. But now, here, in the bright light of the third-floor Renaissance Lit section, where he'd met her for the f...
Jefferson Sloan sat in his rocker and watched the girls walk down the street. School had just let out and they would be walking by for a while. The powerful telescopic lens brought them up close. They were as cute as they could be. They could not see him nor could anyone else. He loved to watch the little teens walk by. "Where were all the beautiful girls wh...
Josh realized that Sister Monica wouldn't have an answer for him by class on Wednesday. Still, he hoped for a sign—a certain hidden message in her movements, her smile, the way she looked at him when their eyes met. But there was nothing. She simply went through her regular in-class routines—engaging the students in discussion, expostulating on the meanings...