Geoff Larsen, (of course that isn't his real name), is the President of Marketing. His office is located four doors down the hall from my own and, being President, his office is a corner unit making it almost twice the size of my own with a fully equipped bath complete with a whirlpool, a corner shower and a laundry chute that heads straight to the basement...
We continue the story of two teenagers exploring the world of kinky...in a church no less! Be sure to check out Part 1 for the full story. Happy Reading! *** "Well slut, what are you waiting for? Time to clean up." I gestured to the residue of cum, blood, and feces slathered across my cock, the remnants of taking her anal cherry. Katrina made a face of p...
Shanie continued to clear the children's lunch dishes from the table when the phone began to ring, once then again and again. "Hello?" Her voice was sweet and sensual, she propped the receiver on her shoulder, pressed to her ear, as she stretched across the table to gather the discarded crumpled napkins. "Hello darling." He didn't have a thick accent but...
Hi, my name is Abhi, I am single, 28 years old who lives and works in London, 5'11 in height, muscular with short hair and fair skin. A typical north Indian guy who goes to the gym. Since I was in the early 20's I was curious about Femdom and being someone's slave, but never knew this fantasy will be true unexpectedly. Let me take you back to summer 2017....
The caravan taking the Mittani princess south to Egypt had been attacked in the middle of the night by masked women on horseback called the Oirpata. Man killers. Sworn to the goddess Erdimpas, they were Saka women who hated men. They didn't care if their numbers grew or fell so long as they were feared enough to be left alone. Their rewards that night were t...
Chapter 5: CLEOPATRA Cole held my hand as he walked me through the maze of hallways that made up Arcadia Castle. I'd missed him more than I cared to admit, and surely more than he'd missed me. After all, I reminded my silly self, I was a job. One of us had paid a fortune to be here; the other was drawing a salary. "Are we going to a costume party?" I aske...
The next morning they all woke late, well 10 am, but as it was a Saturday, it didn't matter. After the usual morning greetings of quick cuddles and kisses and was quickly agreed breakfast was top of the agenda, being in their lingerie didn't bother anyone except Jane who slipped her discarded panties back on and put her breasts back into her corset. As had b...
Gyn's fingertips gently caressed my upturned bottom, the hem of my short leather dress having slipped upwards as I knelt on the floor. My knees slid further apart as I pushed my body lower; she then began to slowly rub my sex lips, a fingertip pushing the little hood over my nubbin upwards as I moaned softly... "Can you please stop doing that?" I asked as I...
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Michael knocks on Septima's door and tries not to look too nervous, an attempt that is ruined by his constant glances about the corridor for passersby. From beyond the door her voice calls, "Who is it?" He has to lick his suddenly dry lips before replying, "It's Michael Ma'am." "Come in Michael," the invitation comes as a purr, and the screaming of his tho...