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Chapter 3 Conflicting emotions swarmed Vickie. Fear and confusion were intense. Before today she could be described as the sky diver who held the door of the plane, white knuckled, and never let go out only to reach land in the same manner she left it, by plane. But now, she had jumped and her heart pumped with excitement. She knew that she was taking a cha...
Mistress V clicked on the send button and sat back in her chair as the e-mail disappeared from the screen. She imagined sue sitting at the computer and the nervous excitement she would feel when she opened the mail and read the instructions she had just sent to her. It thrilled her to know she could cause such strong emotions in her slave girl, the power sh...
New day new game, little one. What? It's not a game for you? I have fun showing you off and I believe you get off on this, don't lie to me. You remember how all of this started? It was an innocent chat, you were sure it was going to be like every other chat you've had in your life: boring and purposeless. Even when you sent me a pic, you felt like it wasn'...
Mary sat on the front stairs the same way she always did, waiting for the mail to arrive. She breathed deeply the scent of the old house. The sweet musty odor of the basement permeated the broken cold air return and blended itself with the smell of freshly dried varnish from the steps. Mary found comfort in this marrying of smells. Mary had always lived in...
Okay, I know at the end of my last entry I said I was going to pick up where I left off, but I changed my mind. That continuation is probably going to be a long one and, since people keep asking me to post more often, I thought I'd write up a shorter one first. So I'm going to skip the continuation for now and write about one that I promised earlier: Trish....
Pink Walls: To think that all of this started with a simple mail, just a small freaking weird mail Gregory could have ignored. He was just like you and me, 20 years old, 1m85 (6.07 feet), 81 kg (178,574 lb) with blond hair. (Well. More like me except for the name actually). But one day. It all started when Gregory decided to make an anime night. As he was...
I had retired to a country acreage following a career of nearly forty years in the financial industry. Even though my career had brought me enough wealth to live comfortably for several lifetimes, it also came with a price. There was the failed marriage and the strained relationship with my children, as the absent father, while I pursued my career goals. I t...
"Do you want to come with me to Atlanta this weekend?" Dante asked me. "I don't think that's a good idea right now..." I told him. After our meeting with the attorney I had thought long and hard about ending this. I didn't know if I was going to be able to hide the situation from Jake. I hoped so, I certainly didn't want to get a divorce as the attorney h...
It was a nice Saturday morning and so I decided to go out for lunch at an outdoor place nearby. I put on yellow panties, a bra and a strappy sundress. The dress let my bra straps show. The dress came just above my knees and let the breeze blow up against my panties. To finish off, I wore strappy sandals and my favorite white purse. Sarah was ready for the da...