The soft strains a piano wafted through the air as she busied herself. Chopin's "Nocturne in B Flat Minor" hadn't filled her bedroom in months. She sighed as she felt memories well up within her. Chopin had been her sole accompaniment many nights, but he had also serenaded her on evenings that had been more... social. She bent her lithe body down to touch a...
I suppose the thing about temp work is that you never know what you're going to do next. Well, once - not too long ago - I got a strange job at a hotel. They were going to go for some kind of accreditation and find out how many stars they could put on their sign - you know the kind of thing. Well, to get their stars the rooms needed to be up to a certain sta...
Persephone Goodrich loved her job. Teaching, for her, was more than employment - it was her true calling in life. She loved instructing, forming, shaping and enlightening young minds. She'd been a teacher ever since receiving her doctorate. She'd taught for six years at one of the most respected colleges in the country, and her students loved her. Of course,...
"Let me guess," Katie said. "This isn't what it looks like?" Her joyful smile gone, Sarah's eyes were wide with panic. But she had to say something... "I... I thought..." she stammered. "You thought what?" Katie demanded. "You thought I wouldn't find out, or you thought I wouldn't mind? If it's the first one, you're a sneaky little cunt. If it's the se...
Victoria didn't know why she bothered. If she had known, she wouldn't have spent so much time on her outfit. She arrived at Simon's place a little after sunset, so she wasn't too worried the neighbors would spot her in her slutty clothes. But... just to be safe, she put on a long skirt and overcoat as camouflage. She used the key Simon gave her last night a...
I need to be bound and tormented. My wife doesn't need to be dominant at all. She's tried over the years to make me happy, but she just doesn't like to dominate me. I've tried to suppress my needs, but I found myself depressed. We finally came up with a way for me to be bound and tormented, while making it as easy for her to dominate me as I could. My wife...
This is part two of a fiction story I began that was entitled 'Mistaken Identity.' I would suggest reading that first story to fully appreciate the context of this second story. Hope you enjoy. *** My mystery man replied back, saying he would love to come over later, apologized again for being late, and assured me he would be there. I had plenty of time, m...
I get dressed in my tan, gray, black and white camouflage pants, a black t-shirt and black boots. I put my hair up in a pony tail and pull it through my camouflage baseball cap. I go out to the living room and see my slave sitting on the couch. As he sees me coming out of the room, he smiles widely at how I am dressed and knows that he is probably in for it...
"I'm going to the kitchen to get a drink," you tell me. "When I return, you will be naked, kneeling in the middle of the room with your hands on your head. Do you understand?" "Yes, Sir," I reply. As you leave the room, I quickly undress, draping my dress, bra and knickers over the back of a nearby chair. I kneel up, keeping my legs slightly apart, and pla...
I stood in the shower, allowing the hot water to caress my body in an attempt to wake myself up. The thought of another long day at work wasn't helping the situation, but at least it was Friday. "Get through today and enjoy the weekend," I thought. I stepped out of the shower and immediately realized I had forgotten to bring a towel into the bathroom from t...