Chapter Two: The Harlot-Slave Tah-ri bowed low as her master entered the tent. "Nightfall greets you well, Great General Jor-Gal-Hu-ri." A bold lie. General Jor looked tired, ragged, irritable. His heavy steel armor bore many new scratches and was nearly painted over in spatters of caked dust. But harlot-slaves did not speak ill of their master no matter...
Dear Shoeblossom I am an experienced master who got his start in his hometown of Bombay. For some weird reason, fat, entitled American expatriate women love to subjugate themselves before Master Dwali... Finally, I fell in love with Carolyn, who was rich and a true pain slut. Caro brought me home to her Michigan hometown, and here we settled. Things have...
Down the corridor Lynn knew something was watching her and waiting patiently for her to go to sleep. She just needed to stay awake a few hours and it would be dawn and she would be safe. The beautiful 200-year-old cottage had sounded like such a good deal when she bought it. Hand carved shutters and a beautiful rose garden growing in the backyard. The kitche...
There was discrimination. People who had masks and who didn't. People with second houses in the country to escape and those without. Akemi faced special problems, real peril, because she might be mistaken for Chinese- of course China was where the virus originated. She personally hadn't experienced any hostility, but she'd heard stories. For distraction an...
This is a completely true story of the events that will take place in late May 2020. If only you knew where to watch... — "I'm outside." Harry texted as he pulled the van into a parking spot in the nondescript industrial park where Lucile's office was located. She was deemed an essential worker and therefore she was required to continue to be in the offi...
Over the last ten days my master has been edging me and denying me orgasm and using my holes for his pleasure constantly. He has promised me I could cum when I ovulate since that is when my pussy is most sensitive. That is two days away, making the initially assigned denial twelve days long. Over the past three days I have done so many dirty and humiliatin...
"Come on," I begged. She wouldn't tell me what the change was, which was annoying as hell. "What did it do?" "I'm not telling." Her singsong voice taunted. "But I'm sure you'll notice soon enough." She frowned. "Or maybe you won't. The card didn't say whether you'd be made aware of the change." "Yours didn't either, but you still felt the changes." "True....
Erin Ch. 11: Strapped and Forgiven By Jonathan Quincy Graves {Note: This is the tenth in a multi-part story series cataloging the progressive evolution of a relationship between a dominant woman who provides leadership and discipline for her husband. Each installment can stand alone, but they read much better if you start at the beginning. Go to: Erin Ch.0...
They came for me on a Saturday afternoon, those two GRIZO bullies, and I cannot say their visit was unexpected. No young lady of presentable looks was safe whilst those like myself a professional 25 year old of above average looks with fair hair and blue eyes would be high on their list of suitable attractions for their perverted tastes and sadistic minds...
Nobody grows up with a dream to join the town watch. It wasn't a glorious thing, but it paid decently, and all Jess had to do was stand there and make sure nobody got up to trouble in the marketplace. Yawning, she shifted in place, casting a bored eye over the bustling square. It wasn't unpleasant at all, not really. The summer heat could get burdensome, an...