The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * I had met Ben at a costumed Ball held by our local re-enactment group. They had been in existe...
"Welcome," a filled out figure with chubby cheeks but a not at all unpleasant face opened the door, "it's wonderful to meet you in person." Missy was nervous as she stepped inside. Nancy, the Nickerson's existing maid, had spoken to her just once over the phone just once about the position, but after her journey she was considered fully committed. Nancy...
Madam Clara did not just have Lucy attend her 'classroom' that day; the soft ginger girl was made to stand in the corner facing the walls while other 'pupils' were brought to attend. Such was the wealthy woman's lust for her kink as the domineering schoolmistress, she had also paid for three males to attend her 'class' that day; each deeply submissive male h...
The second coach arrived, bringing the last two guests to the castle. Adam's shiny new manacles ensured that he reached the foyer to greet them well behind the others. "It is good to see you again, Lady Tara," greeted the Countess, ignoring her assembled slave maids. "And this must be your new friend, Lady Emily." "How did the two of you meet again?" asked...
Author's Note: Sometimes I don't spell certain names correctly and that bothers me so much. I'll try to keep it consistent but holy crap am I bothered by it. I want to apologize. I'm sorry. *** Rahela needed a brief moment to find her cold composure again. The still trembling fingers of her right hand moved up and touched the precious ermine fur of the...
The night of our pool party had finally arrived. This was going to be the most sexually exciting night of Tom's and my life. We had RSVP's from 7 couples in our exclusive neighborhood, 9 couples that were friends of Teresa's or mine, Chantal and a few of her sexy ladies as well as two men from Tom's office and a couple ladies from nearby. Chantal had hired...
If I was no one before, I was certainly no one after. I wasn't pretty, or sexy, or anything really. I was the sort of girl no one notices at parties because all eyes are drawn to others with looks or confidence or sheer desperation. At the age of twenty I was a poor student, and a lonely virgin, and increasingly wondering whether I would ever graduate, becau...
My maids make me their personal maid and chore slave (continued) - Tarek I would like to thank Ms. AT Khan for reviewing some of the story with me. - Tarek ***** Let me start once again from the events of the following morning. I had just woken up with a sore bum - the result of last night's spankings. I was just about to head to my washroom when I rem...
The three ladies-in-waiting worked quickly and silently, though none too gently. One carefully plaited Valaria's dark hair into tiny braids and heaped them on top of her head. The other two maids attended her fingers and toes, buffing, trimming, and painting her nails. "Bring me the perfumed oil, I'll apply it myself." she said shortly. The maids ceded wit...
The Sunlight Temple was an appropriately bright place. The supporting beams and columns were blood red, but the many roofs had blue and yellow colors. The walls were white with thin carvings of trees, flowers, birds, and dogs. Gentle, sweet incense was burning as the Empress Dowager and Wen knelt before a statue of an elven god and silently prayed, holding p...