I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** As I enter your bedroom I see the box on your bedside table. THE box. My face flushes. You are at your makeup table, che...
Seduction. It's a word with bawdy connotations these days—the Internet teeming with sites on how to get more women in bed, promising the would-be seducer varied fulfillments of a monotonous urge. It's as if these men want to do the most animalistic thing they can without breaking the law. More women, it doesn't matter where, it doesn't matter how, and it rea...
This was just a short series I wrote to try and capitalize on the whole ComicCon theme. Like most of my stories, I hope to receive feedback like things that were especially liked and or disliked. I don't really do mean, but I do enjoy constructive criticism. If there is something you don't like, please tell me what could be done instead. All characters are p...
The following story has been compiled from the diaries kept by a teacher at the Rotenberg Academy For Young Ladies in Paris. The diaries are now in the National Archives. As explained in the previous stories, the school was founded by Professor Alphonse Rotenberg in 1891 to instruct the daughters of rich and titled families in the finer arts of sex. It was w...
Senior personal assistant Ella Rogers sighed and thought another **^?$#@ day at the office and this one could be as bad as it gets. She'd had four principals in five years, all female, and this one was a guy, who'd been due to arrive at the weekend from France. God a male shaving while yelling what files he wanted downloaded and picking his nose as he read...
Monday When Katherine came in the house, the Eyesore was kneeling on the floor, naked with her face pressed to the floor, Katherine's martini in front of her. It was something to see the Eyesore's hands clasped behind her back, balancing herself with her face and her knees, awaiting me, Katherine thought. Katherine leaned down and picked up the martini and...
[Other women mentioned in this story are Charlotte (Lioness Limousine), Michelle (First Day of Class) and Judy (The Ravishment of Young Judy): those stories take place in 1975-76.] ***** Sometimes a girlfriend just walks into one's life when one is not making an active effort to find one. In fact, during my college years, all the girls I met seemed to appe...
As June, my wife of seven years, and I drove home from the movies on a Saturday night I hit her with the same old refrain: "I guess the Mission Impossible movies are entertaining, otherwise I wouldn't keep going to them; but they are so coincidental and far-fetched I wonder how it can hold my interest." June said the same thing she always does, while tappin...
The assignment had a broader scope than her previous ones. She was to write every fantasy she could think of for Him, and particularly focus on those which could be enacted. She had one week, from the time He gave the assignment, and her initial excitement and happiness at his interest in her private thoughts had begun to give way to a realization of the eff...
Cassandra Phillips I wish I knew how my marriage went wrong. Sure, fifteen years is a long time to be married, and maybe people grow a little bored with each other, a little tired of being together all the time. I've tried to give David his space. What does he want from me? I'm still attractive. Certainly he found me so when I first met him. Cassandra...