Chapter Eight – Naomi (this is not a standalone story. You should read the previous episode before going any further. ) I helped Naomi prepare for her first meeting with Marcus. Even though she had recently shaved her pussy, I suggested she remove any stubble from her nether region. Once her skin was completely smooth and free from hair, I rubbed her skin w...
This is weird, Sara Jennings thought, as she walked down the hall of George Washington Senior High School. Her principal sent the building sub to her room, and asked her to come down to the office immediately, and bring her purse and jacket. And the closer Sara got to the office, the more nervous she became. Did something happen to Jon? Please God, she thoug...
Megan suggested the movie and that's how it all started. She was a grad student in Design and knew more than Troy did about such things. Besides, her tastes in movies went much deeper than his interests in college comedies and cheap action movies. They went well together though, and she taught him a lot and helped him expand his horizons. The movie was Frenc...
Megan found herself standing alone in a long bright white hallway without any doors. As she looked back and forth she couldn't see anything other than white walls, ceiling, and floors. Turning left, then right searching for any thing that could lead her out of there she became slightly panicked. Megan looked down to the floor and notice she was wearing plai...
Mistress Marla loves horses. She was sometimes called mare, a female horse, and the idea of coupling with a stallion of her own makes her wet and juicy. Mistress Mare is the boss mare of her stable. She decided to examine the horses in her own stable, wondering what she is in the mood for today. She goes out for a stroll to eye the prospects. Mistress has...
I'm spread-out naked before you, wearing only a wicked smile. My arms are outstretched above my head, bound at the wrists and anchored to the wrought- iron headboard. My legs are left unbound and you have commanded me to keep them opened wide or you will bind my ankles as well. I feel both vulnerable and incredibly turned-on, splayed for your inspection. The...
This is the fifth and final chapter of this story. My apology for prolonging it. While I hope that this piece stands on its own, it is a continuation of the story told in my previous works "The Performance, "The Performance CH 02," The Performance CH 03," and "The Performance CH 04." I think this chapter will make a lot more sense if you read those chapters,...
It was 5:30 Thursday afternoon when Roger Hancock walked into Megan Bishop's office. "Yes, Roger?" she said to her 28 year-old mailroom clerk, not even looking up from her work. "I thought you'd left for the day." Miss Bishop had everything a woman could want -- money, power, good looks, great figure. She was president of The Bishop Company, doing what was...
Once again, huge thanks to my editor sdbnnc for all her help and for introducing me to her Master. Thanks also to my own Sir for giving me a kick up the arse when I needed it and last but by no means least, thank you to all the wonderful readers who's have given me so much encouragement. I hope you enjoy this next chapter. Megan * We had our first big row...
Claire Johns met Alan and Lydia at the door, the noise of a large gathering chatting over alcoholic drinks coming from the reception room to the right signalled a rousing evening was underway. Smacking her lips in the direction of Alan, Still Water Lodge co-owner Claire Johns reached out her arms to envelope Lydia and cried, "Omigod and I thought your siste...