This is the 9th part of a 12 part tale of a Lady and her stable of slaves 9. Bi Ways After getting back to his room Jared was too keyed up to immediately fall asleep. Despite Thomas' unexpected and inexplicably kind words he knew he had been dismally derelict in his actions the previous evening and that the others, as Michael had already declared, would be...
** For the person who wrote the review about being confused, I apologize for that. It is my story both the original and this, the re-write. The explanation was removed when I had to re-post the chapters. If you read the old story thank you, there's nothing new. This re-write is 'cleaner' a little bit more 'in-depth' to the original. Thank you and HAPPY NEW Y...
Janice Enters The Picture Janice lazily swung her legs out of the bed - the sun was shining through the hotel window, from the mirror on the dressing table she could sit and admire her new night-dress trimmed with Brussels lace. John her lover had as always , been more than generous her, and after all she had to admit she was no great oil painting, but for...
Bill Collier sat at his breakfast table that Sunday morning in a cheerful mood. The storm that had passed through the night before had finally cut through the wilting humidity that they'd been experiencing and made the weather that morning very pleasant. He was also still feeling very satisfied from the previous night's exertions in bed with Trudy. Ever sin...
Copyright (c) 2015 Naoko Smith Thank you for feedback and votes. Arianna stood quite still in the doorway of the library. Clair was sitting at her desk where her papers on her mathematical theorem were all spread so carefully, pinned into place. Beside him stood a tall fair Sietter man, lean and handsome – the Hanya Vashin type, but so young. The young...
(Thanks to all those who emailed with support. I have been busy with life, and also with a novella I hope to post here soon. I hope you enjoy!) * I kicked at a pile of leaves on the sidewalk as I rounded the corner, walking away from the courthouse, heading back toward the office. I was disgusted, partly with myself for losing my temper, partly with the ju...
In the several weeks following my interview with my aunt Sherrie and her sisters, Patti and Bambi, things sort of went into cruise control. I was entrenched in studies during my sophomore year in college, and I was also busy with an after hours job to help pay my way. To all outward appearances I was a typical college student just trying his hardest to earn...
Why did I wait so long to clean the house? Nikki could be arriving at any time. At least the dirty clothes were out of the dryer, folded, hangered, and out of the way. When you work full-time, with a part-time job, there never seems to be enough time to get caught up on the stuff that a woman will immediately notice. Fortunately, Nikki understands and forgiv...
She cowered in the corner of the room, straining against the ropes that bound her hands behind her back and her ankles together. The chiffon and lace of the gown she'd been forced into rubbed against her plump thighs, the soft sounds of the material echoing in the empty chamber. Her tongue brushed against the red rubber ball in her mouth, the leather strap k...
April 2013 LITEROTICA READERS, *PLEASE* READ THIS: I've posted more than two dozen chapters of this Cuckold's Diary on Literotica. Each time I begin by telling you that this story is about CUCKOLDING and about MASOCHISM. It is also about a very Loving Wife, who makes every fantasy of mine come true. But no matter how I phrase it, people still write to me a...