Chapter 18 -- Fighting Like a Submissive **Characters and text are protected under copyright law Chloe sat off in the corner of the room, wrapped in a blanket and smiling, watching as a younger Dom and his lively submissive did an amusing sort of dance together. She kept being comically uncooperative with him, a matter of playfulness rather than unwillingn...
This is a story about a male sub's first time with an experienced domina. He doesn't know what awaits him, they've only just had a few conversations online. It includes mild domination and plays on the concept of the unknown and giving up control. ***** It is Saturday evening. I'm about to ring the doorbell of Ina's home. My heart starts raising faster as...
I had to pee, but there was a problem. A few problems, actually. Not only was I going to have to fight the erection that was growing, and the fact that it had been in use for a few hours earlier in the evening, but I was going to have to get the girls off me. I was in heaven when we fell asleep; Deanna on my left with her long, slender body pressed against m...
The chirping of his pager interrupted the meeting for the third time that morning. Quickly squelching the offending instrument he murmured his apologies and returned to the presentation. As the focus turned back to the technical presentation, he carefully slide the pager from his belt. One the nice things about these digital pagers is that you can send a m...
I sipped my drink and let my eyes dart back and forth between my phone and the entryway. I hadn't wanted to risk being late, so I tried to make sure to arrive 10 minutes early. Maybe I had just estimated the traffic wrong, maybe I had just been more eager for this meeting than I was prepared to admit to myself. I showed up almost 40 minutes ahead and schedul...
Dear Shoeblossom: I really enjoyed "Letter from Los Angeles: Ms. Scunthorpe's Rebuttal" and also the story from the Time-Lock computer Mistress in "Letter from Greater Ponsonby ." I also have a paid key holder, Phyllis. I grew up in a strict Evangelical family, here in Ohio, and our parents were very primitive, sexually... Masturbation and copulation wer...
To understand the background and the characters in this story it will help greatly to read the earlier chapters. If you don't like stories in the Loving Wives section where the wives actually do some 'loving', please use the back button now. * "We, are going to have to have more control over events than yesterday. To begin with, we are not going to have an...
Cindy stepped up close behind Tommy, carrying a button shirt she'd picked completely at random from the racks, and stretched to put her arms around him to place the shirt against his chest. At a petite five foot three her real reason was so she could nestle the curve of his ass against her crotch and put pressure against her zipper, and in turn, her clit. '...
I look at her intently. My words fail. they're too imprecise, I don't like them. I don't have enough of them or the right ones to tell her what I'm feeling. So I decide no words for tonight. She starts to ask what's wrong, I brush fingers over her lips to silence her. She cocks her head and looks at me to ask what's wrong, but I just shake my head a little a...
We were quiet on the way home, you kept looking at me out the corner of your eyes as you were pulling on your jeans, dropping your top down around you. I am looking at you, still picturing you naked and spread out in the car. I look at your mouth - red from kissing. Your hair is a mess. Something going on, that glint. Those big eyes, it was late. It WAS cold...