Once upon a time in the small Village of Neverwell there lived a girl. She was not powerful, or beautiful. She wasn't anything remarkable really. She was a simple plain girl. Her name was Kourtney, but often times she refused to go buy her full name and requested that those around her call her Kourt. There weren't very many people in the village, there were...
Author's note: This is the third in a series (I know, weird, right?) so go and read the others first. Although it's not like they're essential. There's not that much plot here. ========== I waggled my glass. It was instantly refilled with champagne. I sat back and re-crossed my legs, making 20 pairs of eyes lock onto me. I smiled as I took a sip while l...
Phoebe knelt before Marigold, trying to get over the latest pain she had inflicted. Only Mistress Marigold could think of turning a lamp or a light on and then removing the hot bulb and burning it against Phoebe's flesh! And of course humiliating poor Phoebe by introducing her, naked, to another woman. Phoebe's first dominant Mistress, Lady Ottakar, had mad...
Kourtney, Mary Grace and Caprice crossed Buttermilk Boulevard over to Scarne Avenue, continuing their months long argument about which store is better-Betsy Johnson's or Ann Taylor? "My mom fucking goes to Ann Taylor." Mary Grace said heatedly. "Why would" "Who's that guy, that's Birdie, right?" Kourtney said, staring. "He's kind of cute, BIG." Kourtney s...
Kourtney felt her hands shaking as she raised a fist to knock at the door. What had she done? She fondled Missie in public for anyone to see, and clearly Missie had enjoyed it or she would have said something or screamed or anything... but the way she responded is what bothered Kourtney even more. Missie began to fondle herself in the same exact way that Kou...
Author's Note: Before you start reading this story, please know it is slow in the beginning because I want you to meet the characters and find the meaning of the story. If you want a quick story, this isn't a story for you. ~ As I wake up, I hear my fourteen year old daughter downstairs on the phone giggling and laughing. Then I look over at the time. "W...
Her footsteps seemed to echo loudly in her ears with each passing moment as she made her way toward the city center. The images of running her tongue over what have must been a woman's anatomy only made her own nether region begin to burn with delight once again. Her stomach fluttered with butterflies and the newly formed odd patch of skin began to leak once...
The next time I saw Kim I told her I'd like to try being a more "normal" couple. I had real feelings for her and wanted to see if maybe she had some for me. We'd do a little domination stuff, but just for fun, rather than for humiliation or gratification. I wanted her to be my girlfriend. She beamed, she was so happy. I didn't have the heart to tell her it w...
*** "Okay, are you ready?" I ask as I sit back down on the couch. "Yes," Jess says. ~ I run outside and see James walking to his house. "James, stop. I'm sorry," I say as I run to him. He stops walking to let me catch up with him. "Listen, I'm sorry. I got caught up in the moment," I say while trying to catch my breath. "Don't be sorry, I was happy y...
Slow breezes blew through the little town of Neverwell. Birds chirped as they soared overhead in the morning sunlight. Many people were busy bustling about getting ready for the work they had ahead of them. Some sat idly on their porches still chewing the end of the tobacco pipes and blowing lazy smoke rings into the air. A man hung sadly in the stocks in th...