The Kingsley sisters were blessed with beauty -- hair as black as night and an unusual shade of violet-blue eyes that sparkled with humor. They came from good English stock, wealth and at the age of twenty and nineteen, Penelope and Emma were desired as the perfect society wives. They sat in the family carriage, on their way to the home of the Marquess of...
*This is part 2 to a series called Are You My Dominatrix? Please read the first part so you will get full understanding of this second part. I am not sure how many parts there will be, probably until I run out of idea's. Please give me feedback on how I can improve.* --- That night my dominatrix ate dinner with me while I was in my cat suit. She asked me h...
I would like first to briefly address the cause of Sexual Masochism and ultimately provide you with the basic skills which are in my opinion enormously useful for ridding oneself from this very unique curse. While some of you (the novice in particular), might believe Masochism is a healthy sexual practice equivalent to normal sexual activity; this is simply...
Naomi walks into class; a girlish smile plays across her lips. She can feel Justin's gaze on her. He is still in disbelief at the knowledge he has come to learn. They have had no contact for nearly a week. Naomi carries on with her other classmates in a cool, collective manner. Justin is a bit withdrawn, questioning how he should react to her. She stops at h...
Chapter 2 We are the dead who are never led We are the warriors on the edge of time We hide inside your brains we lurk inside your minds - Hawkwind - After the carnage in the club, the cool city air was a welcome relief to Jeric’s super charged awareness. Before the night was alive, now it seemed as if it were solid with sensation, taking another hit of...
Steve opened the door to Crossings and quickly stepped inside. His heart was racing as he pulled off his sunglasses then tucked them into his jacket pocket. As his eyes adjusted to the dimly lit store, he nervously ran his fingers through his graying hair. Crossings was a small shop in the basement of an old office building in downtown Syracuse that sold li...
My name is Sandra Jay and I am a tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I live in an apartment with two tall and very sexy, voluptuous Black lesbians. Madeline Brown and Michelle Anderson. I am absolutely in thrall to them to the point of becoming their very willing love slave. It's not just a game to me...
I've always been attracted to plus-sized women. They are soft to hold and pleasing to look at and I love to watch them walk from behind, especially going up stairways. I've lusted after large women for years, and I have had affairs with skinny and large girls and the large girls satisfied me more every time. I also love bigger women because I am a masochist...
I've known Ana for about a year. She is pretty geek girl with black short hair, glasses, and light brown skin. Normally wears jeans and a tight t-shirt, showing her nice shaped tummy. She is a friend of a friend and we bump into each other from time to time. Although she never showed any interest in me until, out of blue, she started talking to me in a party...
David drove in silence for a short while, then he asked, "How did the talk with him go, have you managed to sort out that thing you were worried about?" Sarah looked at him, "I think we have an understanding now, although I must admit I am still having a problem accepting how far he wants me to go with this. Regarding what we discussed. I told him about fin...