Chapter 5 - A trip to the countryside After a few weeks of increasing domestic harmony, Ava organised a trip to the countryside for some friends and her lover. Ava awoke to the dutiful licking of her slave, and had her first orgasm of the day. "Good boy. Now stand Alexi. Go downstairs and fix me breakfast. Bring breakfast up to me." Alexi hurried downstai...
Prudence D'Orvell drew up outside The imposing entrance to Mannerly Hall in her Riley, the navy blue car covered with a fine layer of dust and bird lime, having been parked at the local rail station for the past few weeks, its driver having been on one of her regular jaunts on the boat-train to Europe. Prudence stepped out, a footman maintaining a look of st...
Esther Howard had let her prim and upright, well-to-do upbringing rule her life for long enough. Now freed from a stale marriage by divorce and in her fifties, she felt a strange excitement at her new liberty, no longer caring about the people with whom she had had to conform with in staid ignorance, at the behest of her equally well-to-do husband and the bo...
So let me preface this with the fact that I have never written smut before in my life and this will probably suck, as such, either make your criticism constructive or your burns pretty damn good, I am cool with either. This is also hella gay, involves bondage and a master/slave relationship. You have been warned. Posting parts one and two together so that...
Vanessa stood patiently as the maid tugged the straps of her dress tight. She watched in the mirror as the clear vinyl clung to her body, tightly wrapping around her curves. As the last strap was finally adjusted perfectly she turned and examined her reflection. The hobble dress began just below her full 36C breasts. She was still young, only 21, so they we...
She had always been so vulnerable, growing up with the other boys it was so obvious she was not like them. Now in their late teens as adulthood announced itself to the others by adorning them with bodily hair and a developing musculature, they laughed at the soft hairless form of the one who was well known to them, but only from an external perspective. The...
Victoria left St Tropez in triumph; she had arrived as a meek and naive widow with an assertive streak which lay hidden beneath a staid exterior. In just one month, through the acquirement of a good friend and her contacts who had now become friends too, she had become a bold and confident dominatrix; realising her true position above all men, and taking own...
Note to reader: Saffiya Daoud is 28-year old French-Moroccan psychologist and sexologist. A graduate of Sorbonne, she is third-generation descendent Moroccan immigrants. A slender, olive-skinned raven beauty, she is a head turner. A sexually liberal woman, who has a difficult relationship with her family, due to her left-wing views and choice in lifestyle. N...
My wife Jenny arrives home early on Friday night. I had taken the afternoon off and am in the midst of preparing dinner. I am wearing only a pair of boxer shorts and bending forward to place the crown roast of lamb in the oven when she walks in the door. She drops her keys and purse on the kitchen table for me to put away. She stepped towards me and playfull...
Unless you test yourself, you will never find out what you're capable of. My name is Abraham Tadesse and I was born and raised in the City of Nazret, Ethiopia. Like a lot of my fellow countrymen, I was driven by abject poverty to seek a better life elsewhere. That's how I ended up as a migrant worker ( in the construction industry ) in Qatar. To any African,...