There was something that had driven him to come, but he didn't want to analyze it. But it lingered in his mind, in the back, refusing to stay completely hidden. There was something about Samantha, that he couldn't put his finger on. And oh, how much had he wanted to lay his fingers, along with other parts of his body, on her? Well, a lot. *The Backstory*...
He slept soundly and only awakened to a loud banging at the door. He sat straight up, not remembering where he was or how he came to be there. Then he remembered, Mistress Moon, the sexiest woman alive…He felt his cock being to stir, shaking off the sleepiness he got up and answered the door. It was Mistress Moon. “Good morning Mark, I take it you slept wel...
Chapter 11 – A servant’s pleasure The following morning was Sunday. As soon as both women were awake, Trish asked her Mistress for permission to relieve herself. Eve picked up her whip and had the servant follow her to the street. Fortunately the policewoman had no need to use it: Trish peed on cue and wiped herself off. It helped that no neighbors were out...
We had arranged to meet at my hotel. I had driven down under the pretext of business the night before. You managed a reason to be away for two days and we decided to meet in a hotel out of town, giving you a safety zone so you wouldn't worry about being seen with me. We sat 4:00 PM as the meeting time, but you arrived a couple of hours early to change and pr...
Abigail Randall strolled lazily through the village square. The summer breeze would occasionally lift her short dress, exposing her legs up to mid-thigh. She noted with satisfaction the way the men in the street looked at her, their lust apparent for all to see. They had been looking at her this way since she had moved to the village with her husband six mon...
PART THE NINTH – DISCRETION Two days later, as the afternoon faded slowly into dusk, Jen found herself busily at work in the study when Kami sashayed into the room. The redhead wore a sheer robe made of foam green micro-lace, which hid nothing, and a matching pair of mules. Without a word she walked over to the desk where Jen was seated and grabbed a grea...
Gwynavere paced patiently in the bedroom waiting for that knock on the door she was eagerly anticipating. Her black corset was soft leather with silver ties lacing up the front. The cleavage it gave her started at the base of her neck and held the ties apart seductively, not that she needed help with her 38 DD breasts. She preferred her corset to conform to...
Jennifer stared at the accounting files for the client on whose mortgage she was working. She rubbed her eyes, tired from hours of boring paperwork. Anyone who knew her would never believe that she found her work boring. Jennifer was all business at the office. She was pleasant enough, but didn't socialize with those she worked with outside the office. She n...
I am a Guidance Counsellor. It's my job to help students decide what they want from life. Where are they going? What sort of work interests them? I run tests to help determine where there skills lie and try to encourage them onto the right path. A brilliant doctor will never make a lawyer and vice versa. Different skill sets are required. The smart studen...
The bell rang overhead and Karl sighed in relief. He despised teaching the sixth year students, as none of them paid attention especially as they were moody eighteen year olds too focused on their phones. In all honesty, he was tempted to request the headmaster remove them from his schedule. As he checked his paperwork while the students filed out, he notice...