Jessica was on her knees in front of her master. Naked but for her knee high cream coloured boots and one singular leather glove which now was wrapped around the first cock she had ever seen, let alone held or tasted. She slowly worked the cock into her mouth, tasting the salty pre-cum which had formed around the tip. She felt two hands on either side of her...
Chapter 15 -- Doing Darrin Sarah and Paula shared at drink as they tried to decide what to wear for their date. "Every good outfit starts with lingerie. What do you think of these?" Paula asked holding up a pair of baby blue panties. "Nice. But I really think these will be better" Sarah said holding up a pink pair featuring ruffles across the back. Paula...
"You've been talking to the girl have you Slave Nano? And what have you told her?" "Mistress, I started to tell her the story of how she got here." The black cat cowered before the commanding figure before him, his head hanging forlornly. He knew instantly from her stance and the tone of her voice he had displeased her, that his decision to start recountin...
Chapter 1 -- The Lady in Black It was bitterly cold outside, and I welcomed the warmth of the room as I walked in. The howling wind insisted on keeping the door open, and it took some effort to get it closed. I was on travel for my company, would be for several weeks, and so I had the evenings and nights pretty much to myself. The bar was one of those comb...
The near twilight calm of late afternoon was suddenly ripped apart by the deafening rumble of what sounded like thunder close to the ground. Glass, metal, concrete, body parts and other debris blew out from the front of the bank across the plaza shrouded in a ball of smoke and fire. People in the plaza ran for cover, shocked by the suddenness of the explosio...
"What did you expect?" Tara whispered to herself as she looked around the club. Other than the huge St. Andrews Cross that stood in the center of the room and the spanking bench that was just to its left, it could be any night club, any place in the world. Of course, the walls were painted a dark red with black accents but the lamps scattered about provided...
My Husband has asked me to write this. I suppose it's a kind of a confession, perhaps for us both. I owe him at least this. Though it is not an apology. It will tell many things about the last year of our marriage. (That's wrong, our marriage isn't over, yet.) It infers many things about the previous years in our relationship too. The events in the last year...
I just pulled into my driveway from work on Friday evening when I saw my neighbor John waving me over. He was tending to his grille. I walked over and John said, "Hey, I made dinner for two and the wife isn't coming home, so I thought I'd ask if you would like to join me for dinner." It did smell good. Better than the frozen pizza I had planned. Not that I w...
My name is Laurel Katherine Henderson. A six-foot-three, blonde-haired and green-eyed, sturdy and very voluptuous Englishwoman living in the great city of Boston, Massachusetts. I've been in the United States of America ever since I was nineteen years old. I recently earned my Master's degree in Business Administration from Boston College at the age of twent...
Barbara ran freely over the Gotham rooftops, bounding from one, free falling for a glorious instant before shooting out the thin silk grapple line and swinging a carefully planed parabola to the next hand hold. She moved with a simple grace and outstanding precision, for the route was now quite familiar to her. Twice she spared a moment to glace in the night...