Ricardo had a bit of the Italian about him, the eldest son of an Italian father and an English mother. He was very popular with the female fraternity wherever he went, his Adonis figure, which he kept well-trimmed by working out every day at the local gym and jogging every morning at first light in the suburbs. His charismatic personality made him the sort o...
Some of my clients were most puzzling, like the duchess who loved pain. One woman only wanted to have me watch her masturbate, others wanted to watch me masturbate before them. Some wanted to seduce me, which really amused me. The intricate scenarios they enlisted to ‘seduce me’ were quite refreshing. I would receive a written set of instructions, giving m...
Dear reader: Ah, yes, the glory of the family. How we all wish to have the time to take care of their needs and ours. Unfortunately, that isn't always the way it goes.... Monday "Thank God they're gone," she thought to herself. Marie had been feeling unsettled and extremely horny since the previous night's unproductive encounter with her husband. Now that...
The following tale is part of the series "A Most Unusual Day." Each of the parts stands independently, although together they tell a broader story. I hope you will enjoy this one and elect to read the others as well. * My day so far had been a blur of unusual occurrences. I had been awakened to a fabulous morning handjob, delivered enthusiastically by my l...
Chapter II. Decisions are Made Galeena Stellar was still screaming when she woke up. She sat up as she placed her hand on her heart. The first thought that entered her mind was that she was glad that the walls were thick enough so the neighbors on her floor of her apartment complex would not hear her. That very minute, her alarm went off. She turned it off...
As the door opened and the servant with his stoic expression stepped aside to allow me entrance, another moved forward to take my coat and wrap. Only the best of service for the elite and well to do. Escorted to the main hall I followed the stiff backed butler and moved into the first tier of the crowd, greeting and being greeted by those I had met briefly...
[Author's Note: Lots of storytelling in this chapter. Enjoy!] Miria was on her knees, naked with sweat beading all over her body. Her private room was dark, save for several glowing candles, and filled with the narcotic, tangy scent of incense that all Sunite worshippers burnt when communing with their goddess. She rocked back and forth, whispering and humm...
"I'll see you next week, Greg. Great game, man! Hey, can you believe we actually survived the attack on that goblin camp? Thirty against 5! Lucky for us, the GM was having a bad dice night." The excitement in Dragan's voice was palpable. "Oh, I know, I know. It was so wicked! I'm really glad you found Jeff online. We really needed a good GM after that last...
The Jousting Tournament was well underway on the unusually sunny spring day in the north of England, not too far from the fluctuating Scottish border. Oftentimes in previous years, raiders from either side would cross into the other's territory, stealing cattle, sheep, horses, crops or anything else that could be moved away quickly. Even the border itself mo...
Day Three (the day) The next morning, we were all at breakfast together. The boys looked incredibly sheepish. They responded to our every simple whim. When Beth and I asked them to go fix us plates at the buffet, they ran off like our personal servants. What fun. She the told me that after I left Harris was still on the bed blindfolded. "I decided to do...