Author's note: I receive many requests via e-mail from readers asking that I write about different topics. Many of them supply a theme or at the minimum a suggestion for the story line. I have decided to honor those requests under the title, "Honoring Reader Requests," rather than have the reader have to search for his of her story favorite. Each chapter wil...
Disclaimer: Please note that Daddy is not my father, nor older than me. Daddy is the man I serve and strive to please. * Daddy had awakened me early this morning with his hard cock wedged between my big ass cheeks. He spanked my ass and told me to get in the shower with him. I obediently soaped his hard body from head to toe, kissing his lips, kissing his...
Chapter 14 -- Avalon. I awaken to a familiar smell. Coffee. Accompanied by bright light. Elsa is making some clinking sounds as she comes back in from the galley, a tray of coffee, cups, and accoutrements in her hands. She leaves the door open, and the morning light shines in. She's naked aside from glasses, nipple clit and toe rings, of course. "The...
Nick had never been so humiliated in his life. His mascara was running down his eyes from where he'd been crying, making him a pitiful sight. The bright red mark on his ass stung when he touched it. To his shame, he could make out a clear white handprint right in the center. Frustrated and embarrassed at how easily Brian had done this to him he took his time...
Nina found herself overwhelmed. She stood at the center of the largest mall in town. Clothed in her ratty hoodie, jeans, and tennis shoes that the hospital loaned her after her accident (none of her old clothes fit), she still got plenty of looks from passersby. One old man even wolf whistled at her as she passed, and though she hated to admit it, she'd felt...
The limousine took me to Harley Street, home of the UK's private health industry, for the medical Vanessa had mentioned. To me it had seemed less of a medical and more of a preparation for something. There were a lot of the usual blood pressure tests and urine samples, but there had also been a lot of measurements taken, especially around my upper body. The...
Cassandra is a tease, a flirt, a slut, a girl who lives very much for the moment. Unconcerned with propriety or fashion trends, she dresses in clothes that go right for the jugular of a fetishist's libido. Spandex, leather, latex, spike heels, corsets, overdone hair, make-up and fingernails - these are her stock-in-trade. Cassandra flaunts her outrageous bod...
My Mistress loves to be a tease. She knows I have a strong foot fetish and She uses that to Her advantage quite often in our day-to-day life. She doesn't wear fetish gear, but She does wear things I like such as leggings to show off her ankles and moccasins that give me a glimpse of the top of Her foot while hiding the pedicure She always has from me. So whe...
Lucy got out of her car and smoothed out her clothes. There was still a bit of springtime chill in the air, the slight breeze easily penetrating her light clothing. It was a short walk from the parking lot so she had decided against wearing a jacket. She paused a moment, not looking forward to another work day. She gazed at her reflection in the car window f...
Allen shaves, his eyes focused, the lights of the bathroom vanity dancing as he does the practiced moves for the umpteen-millionth time. He still enjoyed it and he enjoyed the fact that each morning presented him with a very male challenge. Last few touches and he rinsed the razor, rinsed his face, looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. He was nude, his...