~~Antoinette~~ The next evening was not a pleasant one. She'd hoped to awaken to news from her thralls of the boy's whereabouts. She'd awoken to despair. "Why am I not out in those streets, Daniel?" "Because we're trying to find a needle in a haystack, Annie." The man stood and watched out over the city along with her, the two of them by the large window...
"Um, Mistress? Can I, uh, can I get up now?" She asked, squirming slightly where she sat, partly from the growing discomfort and embarrassment at calling Gwen by such a title. The redhead looked at her, almost seeming not to realise what she was saying, but realised the brunette had been sat there for quite some time.. "Oh, yeah. Sorry, um, you can move ar...
Read the previous parts to understand the remaining and give me some ideas to continue and also encouraging comments. * At around 10:00 am Nirmal came tapping at my room door. By then I already had a herbal bath. It was so refreshing and bathing in front of the life size mirror in my toilet was as if making me more shameless. The general 10-minute long bat...
Authors note: Thank you to all of you for sending kind and encouraging words and being patient for the next story. This chapter takes place after the last story and jumps right into the business trip with Miranda. My usual warnings apply, if you don't like anything related to bathroom activities, I suggest you skip this story. As always, I would love to hear...
Dear reader, this story got away from me a little, but I enjoyed writing it, it's about a mature woman submitting to a young guy, about him getting his step mother, his step mother getting the other woman and her husband too, it gets a bit frantic, but there you go lol. ***** When I was sixteen, my mother and father split, they had been drifting apart fo...
"Come on," Maria says, leaning against a music stand, sliding the roommate request form towards me. "Just go for it. What's the worst they could do to us? Our college applications are out, our transcripts are printed. We're both 18." "Point," I admit, considering the form. For the moment we have the band-hall to ourselves. We're two of the few people who co...
Chapter 4 - South African Housewife January 5, 2019 I smiled as I closed the door behind Hannah, but not before noticing that Jenny Defoe's peep hole went from dark to light. It seemed that either Jenny or Gregory was curious about me and Hannah, or maybe they were just curious about who was just outside their door. I couldn't know for certain, so with a s...
Part IV Chapter 39 ____________________________________ After Callahan returned to work - a week after the shootings at his apartment - he found and read through the material on Jennifer Spencer that the San Paulo PD had provided. He learned nothing new - nothing he didn't already know; in fact, their response was tentative, almost evasive, and that prese...
Authors Foreword. This story could be another story about 'the people next door.' I have throttled back on the big words, and the sex going on does not increase the reader's heart rate. I am getting some good feedback via private. Thank you. ***** Barbara Gaston, a financial analyst for one of the nation's medium sized investment and retirement planning f...
Tim continued to corset Mary in the leather corset five days out of seven. He pulled the laces an inch tighter every day and marked the laces every two days to confirm his place as he drew them tighter. Over a period of three weeks he'd drawn them up by over 18" which meant the corset was at least an inch tighter on Mary's waist. Tim felt it was time to ask...