(A companion story to Careful What You Ask For) Lorna often told Steve that many of her best ideas came to her during her orgasm. She had supported leukaemia research ever since one of her best friends at ballet school, Cheryl Greenwood, had died of the disease aged only seventeen. Every year since then she had done some kind of fund raising activity. She...
Hi, my name is Tabbi, and I love having sex. Or maybe I should say I love to be fucked. The kinkier the better. I have kind of a weird fetish, though. I like to be objectified. Like, I mean, I like the idea of a man seeing me as nothing but a sex toy created for his pleasure. I also get immense pleasure from giving blow jobs, and give them lovingly and frequ...
My first internship was arranged by an incompetent woman who had no idea what she was doing, why else would I, a journalism major, be stuck at a software company? I spent my hours collating, photocopying and stapling. It was pretty boring up until the day they reassigned me. I came in that morning wearing what I usually did. Basically I wore the same ill fi...
It was ten days since he had broken up with his girlfriend and still the coffee was bitter. Roger didn't complain though. Not out loud. He just drank it since his friends were nice enough to take him out. It was his birthday and though he preferred to stay at home and pine over Rosie, his friends still dragged him out kicking and screaming. Roger looked ar...
This story is a another snapshot of the world created in Scene from a Dinner Party. ***** Click... Click... 'and...' click! 'Perfect!' my Mistress says with wicked glee, 'now up you get.' A sharp intake of breath and my eyes widen but I place my hands flat on the cold, tiled floor and... my Mistress giggles, 'Sophia, Sophia - stay down. There's no way an...
She started, awakening to the sound of several clicks directly in front of her. She felt her wrists being jammed together, joined by an extremely short chain. She could not see, and other than the sound of creaking leather and vinyl, and the clicks of the chains being snapped into place, she could not hear. The only sense available to her was that of smell,...
Prolog Authors Note: It is strongly recommended, that Part 1 of this narrative be read to understand the setup of this particular story since it describes how Linda Wilson started her new job after receiving an associate's degree from a local community college. She began her first week with New World Marketing & Advertising as a receptionist/scheduler und...
Joanne's heart missed a beat. The rumours were true. There it was in black and white on the notice board: Michael Hurst, internationally famous dancer, was going to be a guest star with the company for the next season. Everybody was excited, and all the talk between classes and rehearsals centred on Michael Hurst. At the age of 25 he'd suddenly taken the da...
[Is this the ultimate plimsoll fetish sex fantasy?] Chapter 2 – If a picture paints a thousand words Spring segued into summer. I was working hard and playing hard and in many ways I was having the best summer I'd known for quite a few years. I started the cricket season in top form and stayed there, consistently averaging over 60 with the bat and below 19...
All members are over the age of 18 and are consenting adults for all said activities in story. *** It all started on a dark London night in mid October. The night air was cool and crisp as I walked into the secluded club on Braum Street. Very few knew of the place for it is only for the high rolling elite members. Mostly high ranking military, government,...