MEGAN & KASEY: ON THE JOB TRAINING (A Sequel to Megan's Summer Education) By DL Sloan A note to my readers: This chapter is shorter than most of the other chapters I write. This is for two reasons. 1) I have received complaints in the past about chapters being too long and 2) I have received complaints about the length of time between posting new...
A car pulled up on the highway as I was seated on the bench by the bus stop. Out of the car came a stunning curvaceous 20 year-old brunette, Megan. I had met Megan when I went to school, and quickly fell in love with her, but she didn't love me back. Instead she had other plans for me, turning me into her and her stud boyfriend Joe's chastity slave. Megan ha...
This story takes place in time after "Bra Fitting - Threesome Fantasy" * As I lay on the bed with Katrina next to me, I reminisce of how I developed a fetish of bras and breasts as a kid. I would open up catalogs and see models wearing various bras, noting they were all women. I didn't know the concept of why that was in my early youth, but seeing those wo...
The black stretch limo moved silently through the downtown street like a shark at dusk. The tinted windows protected the occupants from any nosy onlookers as it made its way north, toward the suburbs. Only the olive-skinned driver could be seen through the front windshield, his face mainly hidden by the classic chauffer's hat and his dark glasses. The grey-...
Special thanks to editors DaneW and kasmith05. ***** It was a peculiar dilemma. I wanted so badly to see and move, but all I could do was sit and wait. My hands were bound behind me around the back of a wooden dining chair. The restraints were smooth and sheer: a feminine scarf made to keep hair, not wrists, in place. A thicker black scarf looped around my...
Yin and Yang. I held the passenger side car door open for Chiara and extended my hand for her to hold on to as she exited my vehicle. Her manicured, delicate and slender hand looked obscenely unbefitting wrapped in my rugged hand. I admired her toned, slender legs as she turned in the SUV's seat, placed her stiletto-clad feet on the underground parking lot...
Megan tightened the hood of her parka, hoping no one would recognize her. Guys stinking of Axe body spray handing her white roses was really getting old. Thankfully, no one recognized her when she wore layers. She dunked her boots in some slush, mourning that New York had already turned it gray. Limos weren't supposed to be two hours late, were they? They s...
Mr. "Non-Descript" gripped the steering wheel with white knuckle intensity as we drove below the speed limit to Brewer's Gym. "Don't want to waste gas." Mr. "Tight Wad" preached. The adage "time is money" popped into my head but I kept silent. His "save money" principals were carved in stone like the Ten Commandments, irrefutable and biblical in their pr...
Megan was the hottest girl in high school, she was 18 and graduating in a month, she only dated football players, they were big, strong and had great endurance and they scratched her itch when she needed it. She dated most of the team, sometimes she would date two in a week, she was invited to all the parties and was known as a party girl. Megan worked wee...
Leaving the hospital with Trey, Megan ran the instructions from her employer over in her mind. “I need to stop at the trailer and grab some clothes for tomorrow.” Trey stated. “Ok.” Megan responded, tossing him her car keys. “You feel like driving?” “Sure.” Trey replied, catching the keys against his chest. “Sure, you trust me?” “No, but I’m tired so I’l...