Thursday On Thursday we saw the sun for the first time in two days. Up early again to go back to my place and shower, and then breakfast and we went our separate ways to work. I was decidedly certain that the day would drag as Tasha dropped me off. But I dove into work, and maybe because I was kind of dreading the appointment with people who shared mine...
She didn't bother to come down to breakfast, much to Lord Vincent Garner's disappointment. At precisely eight o' clock, he waited in his seat at the head of the table, delaying his own plate -- even refusing to take a cup of coffee until Helen appeared. At a quarter past, he was still waiting with no sign of his ward. Another fifteen minutes went by. "Wh...
[This story is part of a series, and you likely will enjoy it more if you read the earlier chapters. However, that is not mandatory, but the story does involve incest, bodily functions and spanking, as well as other fetishes. If any of this offends you, please read no further. All characters are 18 or older.] Andrea was still amazed that Joan, who had shown...
"Honey do you want to join me at my big bosses for a cookout and pool party Friday night?" Sue asked me as I worked on the lawn mower in the garage. "Why would you want me to come?" I asked. "Because this is the CEO's house and I'm hoping to get a promotion out of this, and having you along won't hurt." "Who all's coming?" "Not really sure. I'll get more...
Mr. Philaburton was 70 years old and just as freaky, horny and virile as a man was half his age. Dominant and assertive, he had no problem in claiming, acting out and enjoying his fantasies and fetishes. Of course, he enjoyed sex and wanted it when he wanted it, and how he wanted it; but for him, the focus of his fascination was and had always been enjoying...
Several days later a crew member approached her as she stood on deck and informed her that the prisoner had asked to see her. She stared at him, surprised by the request. "Thank you. I'll send for him later today, when I have some time." She was quite curious to know what he wished to see her about, but she wasn't going to jump at his request. Several hour...
It was a balmy September morning in Rome when Sister Juliana and I went to shop for fresh vegetables. The market was bustling with local restauranteurs and minions of the wealthy, anxious to find the best produce for the day's menus. Walking through the market purposefully, we looked everything over before approaching a vendor to haggle. We knew several of t...
F5: The Games She Plays (Author's note: This story is an entry into FAWC (Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge), a collaborative competition among Lit authors. FAWC is not an official contest sponsored by Literotica, and there are no prizes given to the winner. Every story for this FAWC begins with the exact same line. Where it goes from there is up to the...
Lords Harry and Brian, relaxing with a post-dinner port. As far as Harry was concerned, a very successful dinner. Now he and Brian could relax, having the rest of the evening to themselves. The interruption when it came was not appreciated. "Come in," growled Harry. Mrs. Swinton, the Housekeeper, came in, almost grovelling at having to interrupt Harry's...
'Ah, Mr. Pierce.' 'The one and only,' Will agrees. The housekeeper inspects him suspiciously, her eyes linger on the leather jacket, the boots, the slicked back hair, black and shiny. 'Follow me,' she commands. 'No grease on the carpets!' 'Wouldn't dream of it.' Will has never seen the mansion from the inside. If anything, it seems even more humongous n...