Chapter 1 The Contract She stood back and admired her handiwork. His hands and feet were securely fastened to the bed posts by a length of thick cord. A gag in his mouth. She reached in her bag and withdrew a large, black plastic bag. She brought it down over his head and securely fastened it around his neck by a rubber band. She quickly searched her bag a...
His birth name was Simon, and his friends used to call him Si; now he preferred people not to know his name. He didn’t have an address, or a phone number. He had an identification card once, but that burnt with his house. He’d only been in trouble with the police once, and they didn’t take his fingerprints. They simply made him sleep it off in a cell. As far...
I strutted into the bedroom, my seamed nylon stockings swishing beneath my evening gown, a cloud of expensive perfume surrounding me. I stopped and placed a gloved hand on my satin hip. "Well," I asked seductively. "Do you like what you see?" He stared at me and took the cigar out of his mouth. "My god," he muttered. "You look incredible." "Incredibly edi...
The bell above the door rang and I looked up and saw you standing there dressed in a two-piece striped suit. You approached my desk and gave me your name Rosy O'Toole you said in a very business like manner. I asked you to take a seat and I would come over in a few minutes. You sat in one of the easy chairs and crossed your legs. The base of your skirt r...
"I know this is going to sound crazy," she began her anecdote with a deviant grin across her pale pink lips. Her boyfriend and best friend stared at her curiously, expectant expressions urged her onward. Julia smirked. "When I quit smoking, I gained weight." Her best friend snorted. The expression in her brown eyes was more mockery than amusement as she gri...
Disclaimer: All living and artificial characters, places and companies are figment of the author's imagination. Unfortunately you cannot order a doll from 'Fooka Fikka Pichka' Inc. Note the tongue? It is firmly planted in cheek. ©2010 Wolffwerks "Please fuck the shoe slut Sir or Ma'am! I am Dr. Bane's Pichka and I would love to take you to the Night of t...
Although I started pleasuring myself with kid gloves and satin when I was 13 years old, I did not completely cross dress until I was in my late thirties. At that time I was living with the sexiest, horniest female that I have ever known. Her name was Kay and I met her when I was working as a car salesman. I had just sold her a new car and was telling her tha...
Amy looked down at her fingers coated with the chalk dust and sighed to herself. Just one more day to the weekend. She had the parent teacher conference looming ahead of her, though. She would have to call on all her patience and tact as parent after parent entered her classroom to discuss a child’s performance. It would be a long night. She brushed her...
I want to wish everyone a Happy Valentine's Day, or the spirit of said day any day of the year. Again, thanks for your feedback, public or private. It is appreciated. And as always, the same copyright rules apply. Kisses, YLA * "Can you do anything else besides sit there and fucking stare off into space?" I snapped, hoisting another batch of bread into the...
"Oh yes, Davey, fuck my tight little ass harder. Pound my back-door baby, I need it so bad." I groaned, sweat pouring off my body as I held my fiancé, Gwen's, hips tightly, forcing myself in and out of her tightest of holes. The dirty words coming from my lovely fiancé's mouth pushed me even closer to the orgasm I was desperately trying to avoid. Unfortunat...