The next morning Em and I awoke with Sam in between us, laying on her back. I lay on my left side, my left hand underneath Sam's right buttock, the fingers in her ass crack, My right hand cupped her left breast. Sam's right hand held on to my pecker, and her left hand was buried between Em's legs. Em had two fingers of her left hand inside Sam's pussy, her t...
Amanda James' small Prius drove down the long well worn state highway. She looked down at her open laptop in the seat next to her and the story she had finished just three days before. White Slave Ring Exposed was the headline she had chosen. Amanda had been undercover and worked her way into some pretty deep white slavery circles and even got to witness a f...
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Chapter 9: The Kitchen After working in La Contessa's service for several months I've become accepted as part of her household. My days are a mixture of serving my mistress in whatever sex games she decides to use me for and a variety of domestic tasks. Whenever the mood takes her, she will summon me to her boudoir to serve her. She enjoys administering co...
*DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction. Any situations or scenarios similar to real life is pure coincidence. All characters are over the age of 18.* -- My hand was wondering into my pants, a small, good sensation started, then suddenly, this stupid, unwanted reaction happened again. My body froze up and my hand sprung out of my pants as my legs sna...
The metal tips of her stiletto shoes clicked against the black and white chequer board floor tiles; each step instinctively, without thought or effort, alternating between black and white. As she made her stately progress across the tiled floor she mused on the aptness of the symbolism that reflected the extremities of the world she inhabited and held sway o...
"Are you going to book the tickets" she replied through email. He had sent her a link, Subject Line: Rope-Fun NSFW. The body cryptically said: "I think this might be interesting..." a link was provided and when she surreptitiously clicked it, she discovered that he was suggesting a live bondage stage show. The image and the thought of attended it excited he...
Helen is my wife, she is a very womanly woman, she was a brunette with thick dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. Her skin was sallow and tanned easily. Her figure was not slim but satisfyingly ample as a woman should be with shapely generous breasts and wide hips. The day I found out about her infidelity I really was hopping mad. Afterwards we rowed for a...
The clock on the bedside table clicked loudly in the otherwise quiet room. A soft buzz of cicadas outside drifted in through the small gap in the raised window. The room seemed to glow with pink from the afternoon sun. The room hadn't changed much since Rachel had begun her fashion phase in high school. Her closet (and the closet of the guest room) were stu...