By day he was a high powered attorney who barked orders at everyone he passed. By night he went to visit Maxine. Maxine was his mistress and with her he could let himself go and let her be in charge. He grew tired of being the boss all the time. When he entered Maxine's he immediately stripped down. He knew what the rules were and he knew there would be co...
Chloe and I were inventive in bed. Its one of the reasons we lasted. We could argue throughout the day but at night we made up. Even after having one child she was a slim sexy woman. At 38 her legs were good, her tits still a 34C, and if they sagged a little, it was sexy in a womanly way. They had experience. The long dark nipples that became super sensitive...
Many thanks go to Michelle for the initial idea for this short story and to BlueEyed5ftAngel for the time, effort and patience in editing. I hope you enjoy this. Please comment – I may write more…. ======================== Waking up from a good night's sleep, the Mistress of the house smiled contentedly to herself. Her female slave was just where she shoul...
When I got home I avoided my wife like the plague until I could get to the bathroom and brush and wash. I had to decide what to do, how I was going to wash her panties without the wife knowing. We ate in practical silence then watched TV. Later, I smuggled my treasure into the shower and washed them the best I could. When I got to bed my wife was reading on...
She gathered the empty coffee cups and took them into the kitchen. As she was rinsing them out a sadness overtook her. The last time she would wash dishes for her Master. Tears gathered at the corners of her eyes. She stubbornly wiped them away hoping he wouldn't notice her eyes when she returned. Her Master came and went as he chose. He would stay with her...
I gaze into your eyes from across the bedroom as you fix your eyes on me. We just returned home from celebrating our two year anniversary and, after stepping into the bathroom to change into something more comfortable, I emerge to find you standing across the room, next to the bed in nothing but your dress pants. You give me a sexy smirk and motion for me to...
Epilogue It had now been a year since she had moved in with him. It was now a year since her entire life had changed; she was a completely different person from that spoiled, comfortable, suburban girl she used to be. She had changed physically, mentally and even psychologically in ways which she only dreamed of. The last year had turned into a ride through...
If you are not 18, do not read. This is for adults only. The following is a work of fiction. It contains scenes of domination, bondage, somewhat reluctant submission, and nudity. All characters are fictitious. F-dom/F, semi conc Copyright July 7, 2007 by netsub * On Friday before the last week of Camille's 30-day servitude to her boss, Camille entered her...
The morning sun shone through the sheers, illuminating the bedroom in a shimmering light as alternating splotches a of light and dark fell across the room as the sun rays peered through the leafy canopy of the large tree outside the bed where Alderwoman Stephanie Kifowit lay. Foggy headed and still in a stupor from her nightly debauchery, Stephanie tried h...
Wanda Philogene here. I'm a young black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Brockton, Massachusetts. Recently, I divorced my African-American husband Roger Stephens and hooked up with Sean Prescott, a tall, handsome white guy whom I met at the local hospital where I work as a nurse. Sean and I are lovers, and let me tell you, this white dude can d...