Milly's head drooped, her tail shadowing the movement as her internal muscles contracted and relaxed around parts of the plug making it curl up between her legs nearly touching her stomach. Mr Thomas leaned forward and clipped the end of the leash to her collar next to her name tag. One side of the tag had her name stamped on the metal, the other side bore...
***Mr. Howe appears in my Lyla series. This is part of a planned series of spin offs featuring characters from the "In'DaMan'd" Universe.*** ***** "You know where you are going Carlos?" Mr Howe asked from the back seat of the luxurious car. His chauffeur and assistant Carlos looked at him in the mirror and nodded politely before adding "Yes Sir." Mr. Ho...
BACK HOME AGAIN I'm using parts of this story to try to stretch as a writer, but couldn't keep it doing it consistently. Numbers (2) refer to footnotes and the star (*) is an alternate scene, like a deleted scene on a DVD. The scene contains incest so if you don't like that stuff it's easy to avoid. Everyone is over eighteen years of age. ***** The soft...
This economy is killing me. Or as the general parlance goes, "it fucking sucks." "I'm sorry, Kay, but we really just cannot afford to continue your contract." He looks genuinely pained, but I am looking for any falsity, pretense. "I'd be willing to cut my rates, as I have the last three years, but the margin is getting smaller," I offer. He smiles. "I app...
Rising before dawn Leit moved to the living room sitting down he stretched. Picking up the remote he turned on the TV. He pressed the play button so he could view his new toy just as he had for a couple hours last night. Smiling lightly he looks at her sleeping on her chest arms still bound as he left them last eve. After watching her for several long minute...
An affair of record Copyright 2017 by HisArpy. All Rights reserved. No reproduction or transmission in any form or format without prior permission from the Author is permitted. All characters in this work are fictional and are solely the product of the Author's imagination. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. ONE I watche...
"Do you remember Olivia from the socials?" he asked as he knelt in front of her. "The one with the long black hair." Julia wasn't so good about remembering actual names of people. Instead, she remembered them by kink, by fetish, by scenes. She remembered the sounds they made when they were getting hurt or by the costumes that they wore. Every now and again,...
Silently and slowly I approach you, struggling to control my breathing, scared about disturbing you. Carefully i kneel, just within your vision; then I lean forward and place my forehead to the floor and stretch my arms out before me, hands flat to the floor. Looking at the floor, breathing lightly, I hold position not daring to move or disturb you with my a...
JULY 15, 89: What a fine and glorious day! A slight breeze carries a comfortable temperature all through the city. The sun is bright and chipper, but there's more to my happiness than weather! In addition to our blessed nature, I continue receiving amicable visitors. I don't have a moment's peace for people keep stopping by, saying hi, congratulations, so o...
Once Mistress had finished with him, Pet was taken to the kennel where the other slave dogs were kept. He was given bowls of food and water and harnessed so that his hands were padlocked to his ankles, preventing him from rising, despite the kennel walls being short enough to step over. He laid down on the hard floor, unable to stretch out despite the ample...