"What about her?" Cynara asked Ashton, who was standing next to her in the crowded ballroom. He had his hands clasped behind his back, and had an air of brisk unaffectedness about him. Next to him, Cynara was the complete opposite, all her emotions showing on her face, her eyes quite obviously surveying everyone in the room, lingering a bit to long and with...
Callista Monroe tried to focus her attention on the damned file that was on her computer screen. Even in the air conditioned comfort of her office, she could feel the hot Southern California sunshine pounding on the back of her neck. But it was the heat in another part of her anatomy that was distracting her right now. Would this summer never fucking end, sh...
A complete work of fiction* The following story depicts sexual content between a teen and senior adult. If this offends you do not read it. If is illegal in your state you are fairly warned. I dedicate this to the Mr. Turner in my life. You know who you are and how much I cherish our special friendship. * Mr. Turner never thought that such yearnings would...
As usual, I awoke the Tuesday morning after the Art class (WVC Ch.10) with a persistent hard-on, one that seemed to linger longer than normal. Despite the difficulties I had in trying to conceal my swollen log, my classes went smoothly. Heading off to the gym for a Wednesday afternoon workout on March 11, I was feeling pretty good about myself. From the con...
Cheryl hadn't been able to suck that awful of man's penis. She'd thrown up, and fled to the room Turner had designated as hers. Then just as she was slipping into her clothes to escape this terrible place she heard the door slam behind her. Turning she saw Turner. He was just standing there, smiling. He had a belt in his hand. He slowly, almost solemnly loc...
When Cassidy entered the kitchen, the first thing she noticed was the silence of the room. Calling out to Eleanor and Horace, Cassidy was surprised when they didn't answer. She walked through the kitchen and pushed open the side door into the office. She froze in place at the sight that met her eyes. Tied to chairs, Eleanor and Horace were both gagged and...
She smiled as she entered the elevator of her office building. Emmy Rossum was dressed for work, shrewd heels, a knee length red skirt and a black blouse with a bow on the front. Emmy pursed her lips as she fixed her lipstick. The elevator dinged as she left the elevator and approached her desk. She was always there before her boss, because she knew he liked...
Salutations, ladies and gentlemen. I'm Mistress KY, but my real name is Kyra Stonebridge. I'm a second year student in the computer science programme at Ryerson University. Most of my friends and family don't know that I am also a dabbler in the BDSM scene of Toronto, Ontario. Indeed, I am the fearless dominatrix who is here to rock your world. I'm five-foot...
As they drove home from the cricket ground Stacy and Helen discussed Dave. “My god he is well hung for a lad,” Helen observed, as Stacy tried to make herself respectable. “Stop talking about him, for Christ’s sake. I’ve got to look OK before we get to your place, I don’t want my old man to get suspicious,” Stacy cried. Much later after showering and chan...
It had never been the gold mine they had hoped for. The original plan had been to cater for families visiting as tourists, and travelling businessmen, but as reality bit they were happy to have anyone who would stay at their Guest House. Helen Turner was in her late thirties, as was her husband Pete. A real beauty in her day, the weekly grind had worn her d...