She had waited for him for what seemed like hours. Her thoughts were consumed with where he was. She was going insane. Restless she paced up and down the hallway thinking. Where is he? What is he doing? But worse - who is he with? She couldn't help getting mad with jealousy after what Felix had said. She had decided that when he got home she was going to ign...
Ryssa put on her eyeliner, one black stroke after another lining her top and bottom lids carefully. The dark tint brought out the vibrant green of her large eyes. After applying the last layer of ivory powder to her face, she went over her outfit once again. On her slightly smaller-than-normal body, Ryssa donned a black corset shirt that pushed her large bre...
This is intended for adults 21 and over only. If you are offended by graphic descriptions of a sexual nature, please, don't read this or download it. If this is illegal wherever you are reading stop now. * * * * * I told you a couple months ago about the gorgeous 30 year old girl I live with. As you may recall, we have pet names for each other, I call her...
I'm in the kitchen when you come home from work. You walk up behind me, place your hands on my hips, and start to kiss my neck. I grab your hands as they try to slide between my legs. "Not now dear," I protest, until you place a finger on my lips. I part my legs for you, and your hand slides between them, rubbing my pussy through my shorts. I bite my lip, tr...
"Kitten, where's my milkshake?" Daddy asks from the kitchen doorway. Some barely audible rustling but no words are the reply. Walking into the living room he sees Kitten is sat on the sofa watching cartoons, a suspicious lump under the blanket beside her. "Did you hear what I said Kitten?" As he walks across to her. "I was watching TV, look," she beams w...
A little note before you read this story: Constructive criticism is welcome but if you intend to bash me in your comment, you may as well not comment at all. Kitten was horny. It had been a month since Jesse's last visit and her hand just wasn't getting the job done. She had started working out at the local women's spa and gym, although she was completely...
It was frustrating to be simply Rowan again, working, taking lunch breaks, fighting traffic. I kept thinking about Mistress. Kitten. The guy in the leather pants. My bare breasts. I was in a meeting on Friday morning, figuring out how many minutes until lunch and the end of Norman Bickerman droning on and on about safety flowcharts. I'd had chains on my w...
This is my very first story I've written and would love to hear your comments, good or bad. Thank you for your time! Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I loved writing it. *********** Its half an hour before closing time and its already felt like a long day. You have a pile of paperwork and admin to do. No matter what you do, it doesn't seem to get small...
Goblin's Note: This chapter is a direct continuation from the previous chapter in this series—I recommend re-familiarizing yourself with Chapter Ten before you proceed! Or don't. It's a free internet; I'm not your boss. :) ~~~~ ~~~~ Lady Vinifera—or Miss Scarlet, as she preferred to be called—was a most gracious host. She had Kitten, who seemed suddenly qu...
The Mistress entered the room. Clad in a tight, black leather bra, studded with rhinestones around her exposed nipples and an even tighter matching garter, she walked with the aura of dominance. The clicking of her black leather, thigh high stiletto boots sang sexual desire to the slaves as they awaited her commands. Two slaves were there, one male, one fema...