Leona Morimoto held her leather boot out to her slave as she sat on the desk. "On your knees, NOW!" She exclaimed. Her slave followed her orders as he dropped to his knees. He then began shining her red boot with his tongue as she watched in delight. "That's it slave, know your place." He licked the boot clean and then moved on to the other, leaving not even...
This is inspired by a real life experience, meeting my mistress. She asked me to write about our meeting and so I did. The evening is getting darker and the first drops of rain hit the car windows as I arrive and park my car in front of the house. I glance at the clock, it is still seven minutes to the agreed time. Turning off the ignition, silence sudden...
Note from the author. Thank-you dear reader for showing an interest in 'Finding Amy'. There are things you should know before embarking on this journey. Firstly that this is no mere story but in fact is a full length novel. If you are expecting an immediate payoff within five pages then clearly that won't happen. You will need the attention span that a nov...
Your hands gentle on my skin, so tender and almost timid in their ministrations. Stroking my arm, the back of my hand, fingers briefly entwined with mine, squeeze to reassure me, or perhaps you, and then moving on. Your fingers stroke my throat, the back of my neck, the shell of my ear. You move around me, gaining confidence while I quietly watch you. Your h...
A special thanks to Vestiphile for assistance in editing this story. ***** Kate was back in her apartment, unaware that her panties were out in the city. They were enchanting other clothes to ravish young girls like herself. She looked all over her apartment for hours and had given up. "I bet that pervert Caleb just told me he didn`t have my panties to sc...
I sat on the edge of our hotel bed knowing my wife had just left the room to go on a sex date with three guys. She'd fucked all of them the previous night and had spent the afternoon being fucked by two Turkish brothers, who owned a leather store, in exchange for some of their dresses and leather lingerie. She had agreed to return to the Turkish brothers for...
He came home to a house that was quiet, and with the lights on low it seemed empty. He locked the front door and looked around, slightly confused. Usually his wife was in the kitchen fixing something up or bouncing around the house doing random chores, but he couldn't see or hear her. He set his laptop bag down and dropped his keys into the basket by the doo...
Fenton drove to the address on the card; it was in the uptown district where the affluent live, he took a sharp intake of breath as he drove up the secluded drive of the thirties style mansion. It was typical of one of those places movie directors owned, but as he parked up he could see it was now set up for business. He walked through the main entrance and...
A week after Gary, the hugely hung and lovely Cambridge professor, and his beautiful wife Carmen had returned to London, Brad picked me outside work on the Friday afternoon as usual, the Ford GT-40 sounding throaty and impatient to be on the freeway and up to what I now termed his "floggery". Leaning over to give me a chaste kiss on the cheek, the 40-year-o...
If you haven't read "Carries New Neighbour" before it may be a good idea to start with that first. Either way please enjoy my second attempt at a story and leave any feedback. **************** Arriving home from a long stressful day at work, Carrie lumbers up the stairs to the front door. Approaching the door she notices something different, there is a whi...