A new jolt of fiery emotions shot through Alanna when gentle fingertips touched the sensitive flesh between her parted thighs. Desire brushed her, excruciatingly rich, while her knees slammed shut on the maid's hand. Her spine had yanked straight, and she was trembling with tension and distress even while a throbbing ache pulsed inside her, her alarmed gaze...
The coach wheels crunched on the gravel path, and the four horses, sweat sheening their glossy flanks, came to a skittering halt. The coachman descended from his high seat and flipped the foot step down, and twisted the latch open. Inside, the two young women were eager to see their new home in England. Their voyage across the Atlantic had gone smoothly an...
Ever since a tender age I had always been drawn to female feet and I don't know why. There's just something about female soles and their perfect pedicured toes that drives me wild. Well my name is Michael and my story begins when I was 18. I was a promising student in high school, the top of my class. I was also a fairly good basketball player although I mai...
Throbbing of Sherwood I was in town when I happened to bump into Kim a girl from school. I didn't really know her that well, despite us both being in the same form class for the final two terms. She was a nice enough girl, quite attractive. But to be honest, I thought she was a bit weird. I remember she had alopecia, where you lose all your hair. I thought...
Fisher was upstairs, making the bed when he heard the front door opening, signaling Sophie's arrival home. He looked down at the list on her dresser, frowning. He had not completed four tasks. He reapplied his pink lipstick and kissed the paper above the words "make bed with gold satin sheets" as he was instructed. He then scurried downstairs, incomplete lis...
This is a work of fiction exploring the idea of a cuck being completely replaced and humiliated in the context of a family situation. If that concept makes you uncomfortable, this story is not for you!! ***** I could hear the rhythmic complaints of wooden bed slats and metal springs from the room above me. The modified futon I was stretched out on was actu...
When the old woman arrived home and opened the bedroom door, she was floored, Not at the sight of her husband and the maid together, that was a given. It was the sight of the maid's shaved pussy, looking so young between her open legs, sticky and wet with her husbands cum still seeping out of it. Pink and fresh, the lips glistening and parted, the hood of fl...
From within the great clock tower, the bells tolled the hour, and the princess felt again the familiar pang betwixt her thighs. It seemed an age to her since her own chimes had sounded, since she'd last pleasured herself while they sounded. She discovered she somehow missed them. In fact, she very nearly longed to hear them, if only to know she'd be under h...
Chapter Six: Chantel's Decline is Achieved, Owned by a Black Master as his Sissy Maid and Slut. I cannot believe at what is happening to me here. Master named Gage is about to purchase me and place me into slavery as his sissy maid and sissy slut. I am near in panic, I want to run away, get into my car and drive for the safety of my home. But I know this wi...
Her feet ached. Her back ached. But most importantly of all, her soul ached. The cool air prickled her skin with gooseflesh as she sat in her late model sedan. The static drone of guitars and distorted vocals filling her ears as she lifted the cigarette to her lipstick smudged lips, holding it there with trembling fingers as she was forced to do something sh...