Prologue: I am a slave, a real-time, trained, Owned slave. These stories are based on real life experiences that I have had in addition to personal fantasies, although names and places have of course been changed. The Mr. O in the stories is my Owner, my Master. He is my world and because of him, I can truly live. As an author’s note, let me say that written...
"Joanna? Hi! This is Kim—you know, Jake’s friend?" She almost dropped the phone. "Oh, shit," she thought. "She knows where I live. I am so screwed." Jake had taken her twice to visit Kim, and they were wild sexual experiences, both times. Joanna had been led to believe that Kim was a contemptible, heartless bitch and both she and Jake had been mean to her,...
Author's Note: First and foremost my thanks are given to my editor Jen, who's pretty freaking awesome for editing this bit of an epic story I've started. Second, I couldn't figure out which section to put this under so I chose romance because down to the bones of the story that's what it is. Third, this story is only the first part in at least three more,...
As with the majority of my stories they are true and although the names have been changed. Several weeks had passed since I had been invited to play with the couple called dutifullydiscreet and in that time I had continued to use the website and in that time I had begun to make some new friends, helped in no small part by a very favorable review from duti...
Thank you to everyone who's sent me feedback on my stories so far. As I've said, I really appreciate it as I've never been brave enough to let anyone read my writing until now. I very much enjoy creating these stories but they are just fantasies and not to be taken too seriously! * * * * * Joanna stumbled up to the front door, barely able to see through a...
Joanna had always felt insecure about her nipples. They were long, pink, and delicate. Her breasts were small. That's what made the sight so jarring. She had small breasts with long pink nipples. She used to be embarrassed taking her top off for a new boyfriend. A part of her was even ashamed about it. But over time, she became used to it. Mostly because h...
Heidi wasn't sure what to do about the terrifying phone call she'd gotten. She was horrified by the call, but wasn't sure whether she should report it. Finally she decided she should. She called the phone company to find out what they recommended. They took the information and advised her to notify the police. "It was probably just kids fooling around," the...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. While many of the characters are historical personages, the main character and her family are fictional and do not knowingly resemble anyone who actually lived. * Joanna Nolan followed her parents Lord and Lady Coe off their river barge and towards the great hall of Greenwich Castle; gaily decorated for Yuletide....
Ivan checked his watch. Nope, he hadn't misread it the first 3 times, it really was 8.30...where the hell was Joanna? He sat back on the bar stool, and surveyed the restaurant once again. No sign of her. Dammit, she'd told him how important it was not to be late, that this restaurant had a strict table policy - they could and would get them out in time for t...
This story is part of a series involving the same set of characters, which I wrote for a friend. They can be read separately, although they might make less sense that way. Ivan and Joanna met online, first corresponding by email and chat, then on the phone. Recently Ivan came over to visit Joanna in London... ****** Joanna and Ivan were heading back to the...