I am a slave. My life, my body, my will are not my own. But shed no tears for me. There is no greater calling than service. I was not born a slave. I surrendered my life willingly. I would not change my state with kings. How did I come to this life, this joy? Here is the tale of the night my life was changed forever and I became the property of the finest...
The palace was on the rack again. It wasn't just the screaming and the wailing; though Lord knows that was enough to strip the gilt from the picture frames. Nor was it the hurling of any and every object within reach. It was the public discharge of the penalty for failure that really jangled the nerves. Especially among the princes on the receiving end. The...
Yesterday, she was left behind in the lunch-room, with a wet pussy aching to be used. Today, she had one thing on her mind. She was going to see him again, and she wanted to used, completely. He came into his work as usual, and walked straight into the elevator, and exited on the 3rd floor. Walking down the corridor to his work station he noticed a sign o...
Sam was a bright, 20 year old, radiant young man. He far surpassed his classmates in their studies. Spending long hours in his room completing assignments working many hours into the night. Sam had a somewhat clumsily hidden secret. Sam had a great deal of interest in the under-wears of his mother and aunts. He was obsessed. Swiping clothes from the house's...
"I've been thinking about writing this series for quite a while now. Of course, with college, work, and finishing Taylar's Awakening, I decided to wait until something really struck me with this. Well, that wait is over. My next series: an ex-secret agent, who turns to taking any pervy assignment she is given...any. Also, check out my new twitter page. I'll...
It had been six months since I had bought my flat and the size of the mortgage and my accumulated student debt in three years at college and two years training left me with little free cash, as the flat had two good sized bedrooms I decided that if I got a flatmate the extra cash would enable me to live a little again and have a social life. I put a add in...
Are you juicy? I ask, already knowing the answer. I knew from the moment you answered the phone that you were aroused, that good girl you was once again gone and now greedyslut you had taken over. Yes Sir you know I am is your reply. Can I touch? Please? Maybe in a little while is my reply and I hang up without warning. I need my hands free for the time b...
A Submissive's Life Begins In spite of the crowd in the lounge, her laughter carried across the room to his corner booth. He had first noticed her voice more than thirty minutes before, the first time she let go a throaty expletive that left the others with her smiling at her and one another. He couldn't help but look over to see the face that accompanied t...
I should mention that with all her stroking and handling me, she did not use lube of any kind. Instead she applied liberal quantities of talc (actually cornstarch) to everything involved. She had a large container on the table, and would dip her hand in it before and during any procedure. "It's less messy." she told me. I liked the feel. Made a note to self:...
Apollo was exhausted, having finally arrived back at his palace only a couple of hours before dawn. It had been an unbelievable evening. Between the incessant teasing of his cock between Euphrosyne's toes and the horrific behavior of the Egyptians at the State Dinner, the evening had ended with Apollo and the other major Olympians up all night in Zeus's war...