Today, Hailey was in her maid's costume again. This one was slightly different from the ones she had worn before. On the face of it, it was quite modest, with a high neck and lace collar, long sleeves with pretty lace edging and it fell below her knees. She wore black lace stockings with a garter belt, and four inch heels on her feet. But no restaurant would...
Conner seldom remembered his dreams. At most, the fuzzy portions that remained with him were from the dream events immediately preceding waking up. On this particular night, however, he remembered not just one, but two dreams nearly in their entirety. In the morning, when his alarm clock went off, he opened his eyes to the fleeting memory of a scenario in wh...
It was another day in the life of Marcel Pons. He was barking orders to the crew of five he assembled for today's casting. They were setting up the master bedroom of a rented penthouse to look like an Arabian harem. Being a porn director was not as glamorous or exciting as many guys believe -- there is a lot of stuff to do, schedules to follow and deadlines...
Options IV: Refracted Options This chapter is a bit of a bridge and has very little sexuality in it. But I felt it was needed to help the tale unfold properly. I hope you, dear reader, will enjoy it for what it is. Thanks. PC Shelly's lips tightened and her eyes blazed. "You fucking bitch!" "Shelly," Stacy began, "take it easy. I don't want anybody to...
~Sari Shepard~ I had worked for Griffin Bottled Gas for four years, filling propane tanks at homes in rural Maine, where natural gas service wasn't available. It wasn't my dream job, but it wasn't high-stress either. Eventually, I planned to go back to school and finish my degree, but the job suited me well at the time. I was sure my wife Hailey was cheati...
(This is a continuation of the story, Revisionist History, but it can be read as a stand alone story.) Jimmy Madison had chosen a window seat for his return flight to Baltimore. With his carry-on safely stored in an overhead bin and his seatbelt fastened, Jim had pulled his iPhone from his pocket to switch to airplane mode when the text from his wife Hai...
Author's note: All characters participating in or witnessing sexual encounters are 18 of age or older. ***** "All right everybody, you've got your assignments. Remember, article deadlines for your next updates are this coming Tuesday. Oh, and we're going to need to get some pictures from the state academic decathlon finals. Any volunteers?" Conner asked hi...
"Play with yourself, Blondie." At Nick's quiet comment, Hailey's eyes flew open in surprise and she received a sharp smack across her nipples with a riding crop for daring to look up without permission. She immediately looked down at the floor from her kneeling position, but her mind was in a whirl. Pleasure herself? In front of Nick?? "I'm waiting, Blondi...
The following is a work of fiction. All characters are at least 18 years of age. * "There she goes again, looking at her neighbor's paper! She is so obvious. She has to be the worst cheater ever. Now she is looking at me and acting nervous. If she looks at her neighbor again, I am taking her exam away," Joe thought to himself as he sat at his desk, preten...
With all the sex, bondage, torture, and more sex, Hailey's body was slowly surrendering to her Master. She woke up every morning, torn between anxiety and arousal, since she never knew what awaited her. While her body had more pleasure that she ever imagined, her mind rebelled, many many times before it was cowed into submission by her physcial pleasure. N...