Breakfast became an everyday event as they had discussed. It also became ordinary for Ron to instruct Betsy in what to wear. Seldom did she wear underwear at all any more, and then only if they discussed the particular reasons. It never occurred to her that this might be anything but normal. Still, other than an occasional kiss or caress, their relationshi...
The scratching sound on the basement door is my welcome home. Its comforting having something to come home to... but it will have to wait. I walk to my bedroom and change into my after work attire, complete with corset and heels, it is preferred. Tonight is a special night, so I go into my chest and pull out the essential tools for tonight's festivities. Str...
The Photo Album Ch. 04 Please read Chapters 1–3 before this next section. Midnight Snack Photo 1 Establishing shot: instead of kneeling on the floor or bench, or sitting in the chair, the debased MILF we're calling S. stands for the first time, her toned tanned arms stretched widely above her head and cuffed to a bar. Her long buffed legs are also attach...
I. Just Another Day of Lisa Stingray Author's Note: the first story from "The Island" series where we met Lisa. *** It was dusk when the girl entered the park and headed to the playground. At this late October evening, the park looked abandoned though there were enough lampposts and the illumination was excellent. The girl knew that there should be nobody...
This is part 3 of a 5 part story. It starts with this one http://www.literotica.com/s/checkout-lane-hookup-ch-01 Thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for fixing my horrid grammar and an occasional bit of inspiration. * Pete shut the door to the room and locked it, then smiled at Carolyn. Her nipples were noticeably erect, and knowing that she was aroused...
Chapter Five - From the perspective of Alex 6:30 news comes on the TV, and I become absorbed in the program and my thoughts. The clinking of my keys knocked me out of my daydream. Sarah walked in, not appearing to be as stressed as usual. "Hi..." she said cautiously, looking around. "So... How was your day?" she said, peering into the bathroom and the...
Chapter Fourteen — Sunday School When she'd gone to Mass as a teenager on the old Headmaster's orders, Janice had been struck by the appearance of the Father leading the service. He was tall and rough looking, with large, craggy features and recessed but gleaming dark eyes. He had also noted the presence of the gorgeous, sensuous young brunette sitting in t...
It started out as a fairly ordinary day. That is, if you consider it ordinary to find yourself kneeling, collared, on your hands and knees, naked, as your Mistress uses you as a footstool while she reads the paper. I was enjoying the sensation of her bare feet resting on my back, occasionally brushing my buttocks as she crossed her long, shapely legs from...
There's nothing more delicious than a submissive who has surrendered to her yearning for pain, who has accepted that the deepest pleasure lies within the most intimate of tortures and who has surrendered herself to the embrace of that pleasure. And when that submissive is my savannah ... The breaking of day had been wrapped in gauzy soft-focus, like the dro...
You might want to read chapter 1 first & hopefully you'll want chapter 3 after! * Chapter 2 I look down between my breasts at you. I know you are going to make me wait for your touch – the question is, how long? I stand defiantly, despite my overwhelming excitement. Without losing eye contact with me, you slowly slide one finger up my leg, ankle to thigh....