The weather had been perfect all week. The forecast for the weekend was for more of the same. It was going to be ideal for a little get together. Mikey was getting the barbecue set up and Missy was setting up the wine and beer. Mikey kept looking over at Missy. In her little blue sundress, she was a goddess. Her auburn hair was pulled back away from her face...
Missy stood at her window looking out at the hard rain hitting the streets just outside her bedroom window. Her hands wrapped around a hot coffee mug, sipping at it slowly. Little chills were felt as the heat sunk out past the cups edge, kissing her face, warming it. Her over-sized sweater hung on her shoulders with fuzzy sweat pants loosely resting at her h...
Missy was driving home from the adult novelty store when her cell phone rang. She hit the button on the hands free device and answered. "Missy, it's Frank. Are you all right? I was concerned when Antonio and I woke up and you weren't here," Frank said. Missy felt bad about not checking in with Antonio and him after the way they comforted her the previous n...
Training Missy Chapter 3: A trip to Kennedy's continued. Enjoy xantu Missy knelt nude at Mick's knee and watched the dancers on the floor. The girl serving drinks brought them each another glass of juice. The oppressive music prevented all conversation, but she was very conscious of Mick's hand on her leash. The pervasive sense of embarrassment and f...
My wife, Missy, and I play "sex games" to keep the spice in our marriage. Usually we will play some type of game, like backgammon, poker or gin to decide who gets to determine the game for the night. The winner gets his or her fantasy and is in control; the loser does what he/she is told and plays whatever role is assigned. For the first several years we pl...
Miss Smith continues her home studies. Missy gets some help keeping her mouth shut. Enjoy xantu In the shower Mick showed missy how he wanted her to bathe him. "Eyes down, start with the top and work your way down. When you wash my hair, take your time, massage my scalp. Use your finger tips." As she slowly worked her way over his scalp he sighed and c...
"Have a good night, Missy-Sue!" "Thanks, Bill." Missy-Sue Reynolds walked out of the front door of Gibson's Supermarket. She had gotten a job there as a cashier a few months ago. Even though her new husband Jimmy made enough money for them to live comfortably, she was a working girl at heart who was not content to sit at home as the wife of an attorney. S...
I posted this story on the gay genre but it would fit just as well in the reluctance/non-consent so if that stuff doesn't appeal to you I request that you turn back now. However, if that's your cup of tea I truly hope you enjoy my story. ***** The run down East Lakeshore was the soccer team's favorite part of practice because it brought them past the soror...
Authors Note: This story is based on a request that I received from a young woman who claims to be a slut controlled by a woman at her father's auto dealership. She provided me with information that dates back to her high school senior year when she first discovered that she would be a slut forever. I embellished the story based on her statements and I will...
Chapter 1: Awakening The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was the bright light above her head. The first thing she felt was the cool feel of table's leather mat upon her naked back and legs. There were shelves and counters, all painted white, and bright stainless steel instruments. The walls were pale blue and the tiles of the dropped ceiling we...