It was shaping up to be another run of the mill day at work. I had been working for an insurance firm as an accountant for three years, and to say that the job was becoming monotonous would be putting it mildly. I had flirted many times with the idea of looking around for something else, but had always been dissuaded by the scenery I would have left – the co...
Imagine this. You're blindfolded, lying on what feels like a hotel bed. It's a warm room and you aren't sure how you got here. You can hear loud music thumping through the walls. The room seems to shake. You remember a party you were at. But when was that? You're definitely not sober. Your head spins ever so lightly, and a familiar high clouds your brain...
"Are you sure you can't see around that thing?" I strain to peek but the velour blindfold from our brand new 'Bondage Starter Kit' is doing it's job well. We'd ducked into the funky little sex shop on a whim. Rows and rows of dildos, vibrators, and cock rings but when you saw that little square box sitting amongst the handcuffs and whips your face lit up wi...
Mr. Burns was a dork. O.K., perhaps I'm being cruel and a bit insensitive...and even exaggerating. Certainly he would have been considered at least a "Nerd" by today's standards, even though we didn't use the word back then. Most students of today certainly would have considered him so. A math teacher, overly intelligent and always formally dressed which was...
An essay as set by its Owner & Master March 2011 Dear Master Your slave first had the opportunity to view and admire your feet when you kindly and generously decided to allow this unworthy slave the privilege of receiving a photograph of them last year by email. It was both a great pleasure and honour to receive the email and the fantastic picture it cont...
We're in the car on the way somewhere. The roads are quiet and I'm talking to you to make sure you stay awake. As we get about halfway there, you decide it's time for a "rest". We'd been discussing what I have planned for you when we get where we're going. I hadn't noticed how horny the conversation we'd been having had gotten you. You seem to know just the...
Chapter 9 -- THE GYM It was barely noon on the first day of the weekend, and I was already scarcely standing on my feet thanks to the intensive lovemaking sessions with my new girlfriend. I was currently sitting on a couch watching her pull on her training clothes. Although too tired to move I couldn't help responding to the sight of Megan's 8'4" amazonia...
(Copyright 2001. All rights reserved). All events and characters are fictitious. * * * * * Dave pulled Marianne to him as the lift doors closed behind them. He looked deep into her eyes for a moment then lowered his lips to hers. He heard her moan deep inside. Her lips opened and her tongue pushed out to meet his own. The tips fenced then caressed and exp...
You lock my eyes in Yours and looking at me so intensive I'm almost getting the feeling of being hypnotized. You nod significantly at my clothes and I smile softly to You, lowering my head and obedient start to remove my shirt. I let the shirt fall to the floor by my feet while I start to finger on my jeans till they end on the same place. Feel how the smile...
Without another word, he opened the passenger door and helped me in. As I climbed up, his hand rested on my bottom for a moment, before sliding beneath the hem of my dress. I was wearing lacy boy shorts that left the lower half of my bottom bare. His fingers moved up to caress the crease between my cheek and thigh before he shut the door and moved around to...