Chapter 5: Training with the Girls Lyla: After I'd recovered, Daddy and Uncle Peter left me alone with Nikki, saying that I needed to spend the day training before my punishment later that night. I was scared to be punished. I knew I shouldn't have fought Daddy when he'd pushed his cock down my throat, but it was so big I was gagging. I couldn't help it; i...
We pull up to the station, and you put the handcuffs on both my wrists dragging me out of the car and escort me inside the building. The other nightshift guard greets you and looks me up and down in a greedy smile. I roll my eyes at him as you push me forward to your office. With the door locked, you have me take a seat in front of your desk. You walk behind...
I was in a lovely dream. In my dream, I was bound to the four corners of the bed and someone was using their tongue on my clit, bringing me close to orgasm. The dream was so hot, I couldn't help but squirm. I opened my eyes to realize that it wasn't a dream. I was indeed bound and there you were. Your hands held my hips firmly, keeping me from moving, while...
Note to readers: I sometimes get requests for names, locations, and even scenarios to be used in my writing. I am happy to do this whenever I can. The following is based on an idea sent to me by an anonymous reader. "Sorry honey, but I have to go up there." My husband dreaded these kinds of trips, but sometimes in life, they are necessary. You see, we own o...
[I puzzled over where this story belongs. I'm pretty sure I got it right, even though some readers may disagree. It's not about having sex. Not even a first kiss, most of us got our first kiss on the day we were born. Mark was forty-six when he got his first introduction to "loving." Enjoy.] * "We want to get married!" She stood in front of me and it was p...
I was at a conference, staying at the hotel where it was being held. I noticed you earlier, but we hadn't communicated beyond smiling politely as we passed in the corridor. I was sitting in a chair at the back of the conference room for the last lecture of the day, sitting in my black suit with the short skirt - not indecently short, just short enough to pro...
The day after I had sex with my boss, Becky, she called me into her office and shut the door. She told me to have a seat. She got up, came around the front of her desk where I was sitting and sat on the desk with her legs straddling the chair I was sitting on. I could see she was not wearing any underwear. "My pussy hurts from the pounding you gave it last...
Cari sat nervously at her desk, trying to process the work in the open file before her. Her ears were straining to hear the footsteps of her boss, Mr. Jackson. Her boss. Her Master. Her mind ran back over the day before, when he had called her into his office and explained to her the true nature of her job. He knew her for the slut she truly was, and since...
The following is a continuation of the Weather Girl Saga. Part 5 has Douglass being prepared by Betty for the undertaking of his new persona. The first part of this chapter is the last part of Chapter 5 which should help the flow into Ch 6. Enjoy and please keep your votes and feedback cumming (sorry...cheap humor) ***************** Douglas, please roll o...
Chapter Eight: Dianne "What the devil is going on?" I shouted. It wasn't anger, although people often misjudge my outbursts as such, no it was pure shock. As far as I knew, Tom had not even returned from his latest adventure. No one had told me he was back. Why didn't anyone tell me? What were they trying to hide? And then to happen upon such a scene. F...