Miss Davis stood beside me taking dictation, legs quite wide apart. She stood in this posture because it allowed me to idly finger her ever wet cunt as I dictated. The dress code I had specified for my new office slut meant that she never wore panties and always wore a short skirt and stockings. Rather than distracting me, I found this activity helped me f...
"Oh Sir, why are you doing this to me?" Lauren begged. I gazed at the little blonde bitch, with her pale skin and dangly boobs, and for the first time since this all began, I actually felt sorry for her. "Because you deserve it." I replied. "You've treated everyone in this company like shit since you've been here, and it's time you find out what it's like...
Lyeo strolled down the main thoroughfare towards the middle of the Floral Quarter. The streets were still lined with flower sellers stalls although where the blooms came from in these difficult times He really had no notion. Life in Drox was full of puzzles, an international city of such beauty and vibrancy that even the shadow of war couldn't darken its buo...
"What's your star sign?" Fitz asked. "Gemini, why?" Steph replied. "Well, I like the idea of a star sign tattoo. Do you know what Chinese Year you were born in?" "The Year of the Dog. Again, why?" "I'm going to do one of those too." Steph felt a shiver of ecstasy run through her. Fitz wanting to tattoo her always did. "I've also finished planning the d...
Lunch time in the refectory can be hectic. Students and staff share the same facilities, queuing for hot meals or panini's and coffee. It isn't the largest room in the college so, the tables and chairs can become precious, especially when they are pulled out of their serried ranks into group patterns so friends can socialise while they eat. Today was just l...
We meet at the designated time, 10 pm, in the hallway leading to our "playroom". "Oh daddy, you look so handsome", I gush upon seeing you. "You have chosen the perfect outfit for this evening." Grey cutaway tailcoat, ivory waistcoat, cravat, black pinstriped trousers. "And you my pretty pet, look ravishing. What do you call this look? Steampunk Saloon girl...
Chloe, a lingerie model in pursuit of her wilder side submitted herself to the hands of tattoo artists at a tattoo convention. In chapter 1, she was bound to a pole and thoroughly fucked before nine tattoos were placed all over her back and face. When she woke up from the pain and pleasure that had her pass out, she felt relieved, believing it was over. Howe...
The night swirled in with licks of inky ebony, sunset laid to rest, trussed up in velvety black tentacles, swallowing away the blood red sky. She slicked a matte scarlet lip-stain across her lips, tracing the seams like the tongue of a hungry lover. Closing her eyes briefly, a veil of black lashes fanned her cheeks, for a moment dulling away the bass reverb...
I never really thought of myself as beautiful the entire time I was growing up and even now, at twenty-two. I mean, I know I am pretty but I am very well aware there are prettier girls than me out there. I am taller than the average woman, but it’s not in a gangly awkward way. I have a slender frame and I would think of myself as fit. The one thing I do hate...
My wife has just gotten a tattoo. It is an angel and is on her back/neck, just under her hairline. It's pretty cute and looks good on her. Why is this noteworthy? Well, in all the time I've known her she's never even intimated that she wanted one. Three of our children have tattoos, one doesn't. I don't and probably never will. I am 40 years old and getting...