She hung there in front of the fireplace, the silken ropes lifting her up to the balls of her feet. She was pulled taut but not tight. Her naked body glistened from the heat of the fire to be sure, but more so from the arousal. Her head bowed with her concentration and her body trembled as if an unseen hand stroked her libido. He had brought her here possibl...
Dear Shoeblossom I was so nervous when I got out of the Uber. I had been e-mailing with Tish for some time and had been so enthralled by the details of how she trained her husband, Guapo. Apparently Guapo had been the child of nobility, or rich parents anyway, and had been sent to the U.S. to study engineering, but after his discovery in some femdom escapa...
So Francesco's girl friend Michelle worked at a ladies' or girl's wear boutique, and when her hours and Master's free time coincided we went there. She was petite in stature, short blond hair, green eyes, slim and small breasted. She was dealing with a customer when we walked in, Tark wearing army fatigues and t-shirt to reveal his muscularity, and I wore no...
Leaving the academy was a big step, and my heart fluttered on the train as I rode towards my new life. Everything I owned—which was admittedly not a great deal—was either on my person or packed into a small suitcase in the luggage rack above. As many people averted their eyes as stared whenever passengers boarded or departed. After all, I was still wearing...
Author's Note: This chapter deals largely with the power dynamic between master and slave as they flee the city. The next chapter, coming soon, will feature the dark deeds within the realm that they are journeying to 😊 ***** It was still three hours before dawn when they stole out the dark alleyway. "Come slave, it is three hours' ride to the gate. We mu...
About 18 months ago, the Campbell's, our neighbors since we moved to the neighborhood three years ago, put their house up for sale. My wife Brooke and I were anxious about who might move in as the new next door neighbors. Sam and his wife Donna were a little older than us and both of their kids had left the home. Donna had wanted to downsize now that the ki...
Chapter 7 Holes in the World If the wizards of the guild could have seen the recent changes to the pattern of fires dancing across the surface of their world, they would have been dismayed. Something unheard of was happening. Not only unheard of, but believed to be impossible. Flickers of black were occasionally making themselves visible in the streams of...
Christy Ann was a good girl. At 22 years old, she went to an all-girl college, studying literature; she took mission trips in the summers, and one day planned to marry a good man who she would give her virginity to in exchange for good children. He would travel to uncharted territories with her and help her bring the word of God to the heathens. But Christ...
I walked into the house, closed the door. The air was running but it was still close to eighty inside. I sat my bag on the chair at the table, shed my work vest and hung it on the back of the chair. Thinking, "Where is my wife? She usually meets me at the door with a cold beer." I heard something upstairs coming from the bedroom. I sit down and take my boot...
Rose had been in shock the whole weekend; not getting up till late and then just wandering around the house in a daze unable to answer the phone not wanting to see or talk to anyone. Forcing down some toast she retched on the idea that an android couldn't eat, for it reminded her too clearly of how she had felt. He had apologised profusely explaining it wa...