"Are you supposed to be back there?" Kiera asked. Amy shrugged. "As long as my ass is on dat stool, I can be back here. So, whacha want?" "Surprise me." She grinned. "You really don' say dat to people in my family." She quickly mixed several different liquors together. She placed it on the bar before the young woman. "What's in it? Smells like grape soda...
Originally sent as an E-mail to a submissive woman I was playing with at work - has been submitted before, but I have made a new account to reflect my switch tendancies, and wanted to have all my work in one place. Please feel free to comment or contact me - good or bad - thanks ...... I close the door behind me as I enter the subtly lit room. In the midd...
First i have to really have to thank g1dnshwrgr1 for all her help putting this story together, edditing and re-writing the final draft!! thanks again!! Hope everyone enjoys my experience as much as i did!! I may not remember what I had for dinner last night, but I can definitely remember the exact day my dirty little secret started. On a hot summer day,...
Having enjoyed the charms of my wife, Judith, only to turn her willingly over to some vigorous swordsmanship by her own husband, Thad, in the back seat of the Bentley parked in their front court, the maddenly naked Cynthia Standall turned her full attentions on me. She took my hand and pulled me through the entrance into their cliffside mansion. She gaily r...
Bree woke up with a cramp in her back and tried to stretch out. Then, she realized that she couldn't move any of her limbs. Frantically, she tried to sit up to see what was restraining her- rope tied to the head and footboards of the bed. Max had tied Bree spread eagled and was nowhere to be seen. All she could do was lie there, helpless and exposed to the w...
My mistress, Mistress Angela, has commanded me to write this account of how we met and how we live. I have been Mistress Angela's money slave and cuckold for three months now. She moved in with me a little over a month ago. I met Mistress Angela just over a year ago. She was working as a dancer at the Gold Club. My wife had died the year before, and I was l...
The story below is a collaboration with Jane. She starts off and I follow: ...…………………………………………. I was in such a hurry to reach home on this rainy Friday afternoon, traffic was heavy on the expressway, and the weather was making it even worse. I was looking forward to a weekend of fun with some old friends and a couple of new guys that we had recently met a...
The evening wind blew on the coastal town as Julie prepared for bed. Her longtime friend Carl was asleep in the guest room downstairs. Julie decided to boot her computer and send another message to Master Robert explaining why she could no longer consider the trip to Texas to become his slave. Several days had passed since he had responded to her last letter...
The party you threw is being thoroughly enjoyed by your friends -- each female, 10 in total, not including yourself -- as I sit in the bedroom upstairs in disbelief that this is all happening... or about to happen, to be correct. Downstairs, a porno movie is in the DVD and you and your friends watch, some just peeking at the screen while chatting, or taking...
The dinner party seems to be going very well. My vantage point is limited, of course; David and his seven guests are seated at the table, and I'm in harness on a wheeled cart off to the side. I'm blindfolded, but the conversation is cordial and the food smells wonderful. Veal, I think. But I ate earlier. I'm kneeling, naked, on the long, low cart. My wris...