I was the last to enter the briefing room and stumbled upon Lamed's gaze. She is our coordinator, usually this woman is so optimistic and ever-ironic, but this time she was dead serious. I could read tension in her eyes. Yod had such an uneasy face expression. Samekh just looked grim like a cloud bearing thunderstorm, though that was nothing new - she just h...
I'd been flirting with a guy that I had met for some time, trading raunchy texts back and forth. He would come up with all sorts of nasty things he wanted to do to me and I'd always respond that I would. He would get bolder and bolder but nothing ever scared me off. I thought he was hot and got a feeling that he was a confident guy but I wondered though if h...
This is part 3 of Master Takes His Sluts Soul. Though you don't need to read the previous chapters to enjoy this one. I recommend that you do. I truly hope you enjoy part 3. little-nymphe I am at work starring at my computer, sipping the steaming cup of coffee. Trying to get motivated to do my work. Unconsciously, I smooth my hands over the silk fabric of...
I am 22 years old, 5'6" tall, long straight black hair, and I have an athletic body. I live in the suburbs of Nashville, TN. Just outside of Nashville is a fairly large public park, this is where my story takes place. It was a beautiful spring day and I decided that a little adventure was in order. I woke early and found the items I would need. This consis...
If you started reading my story at this chapter, I should help you catch up! My name is Peggy, but my dormitory friends all call me Pygmy. It's a play on my name of course, but it's funny because I'm so small. I'm four feet -- ten in stockingfeet and weigh less than 90 pounds. A hormonal problem kept me from developing normally. Oh sure, at age 19 I'm se...
Needless to say, I do not own the rights to these characters, this is a not for profit piece of fan fiction and solely the product of my imagination. * * * * * Jeff had no idea how much time had passed. His girlfriend, Trish, had left him hanging upside down from the ceiling in the basement of his own home. His body, severely bound in various rubber and l...
You are leaned against me, between my legs. Your hands are chained to the head of the antique bed, your ankles to the foot. I am settled in behind, beneath you and am propped against the headboard. You sit, naked between my legs, resting against me. I can feel your breathing. Your belly is full to bursting and you desperately, desperately want me to let you...
Even the air in the modest hotel room was full of energy -- the steady, strong energy of Master and his dominance, the sexual energy that generated when Master and Master's bitch were in each other's physical presence, and the energy of Master's bitch's excitement at having the opportunity to serve and submit to Master directly. As Master's bitch brought in...
This is the third part of the Ms. Alexandria series and part two of The Second Interview. I believe it will stand alone, but will make more sense if you read the earlier parts of the story, particularly Part 2a. This part starts with the last paragraph of the previous part. Ms. Alexandria: The Second Interview -- A day out. Part 2b Mistress walks up behind...
Strolling through the empty house, lights all turned off the sunlight streaming in the windows like a nymph playing Nimira is restless. A longing thrums in her veins as she struggles for something to occupy her time while Master is away. Dishes are cleaned, the house as He likes it. She aches but for what she cannot place a finger upon it. Sighing softly sh...