I am exhausted. Who knew that adding one more person to a household would add this much work! I now cook and clean for three, instead of just Master and I. And does she help? No. Well, not much. Master is too busy training her. I was supposed to train her, but I messed up, big time. So now He trains her, every chance He gets. Oh I still get attention from Hi...
Laying on the couch, my book open though I'm really not paying attention to what the words are saying. Instead I'm watching her, the gorgeous beauty who is standing with her back to me. Her ass filling out her tight blue jeans so nicely, her black thong sticking out ever so slightly as she stands upon her tip toes, the light pink tank top she's wearing lifti...
***Prologue *** The students arrive in the UK, after their time in the United Asthanthian Kingdoms comes to a close. While they were there; they vanquished two demons and defeated a warlock CEO of a pharmaceutical company. It was revealed to Dominic he too has powers, as he and his sister who live in the UK, are descended from the three goddesses of Asthant...
The four of us ate by candlelight and the light from the small Christmas tree. Alicia had told me to use the good china and silverware, and our best wine glasses. Kathy was effusive in her praise when she saw our table. "It's beautiful!" she gushed to Alicia. "Everything is gorgeous." "Thanks," Alicia said, "but Phillip did it all." "Well, Phillip, I am i...
I looked up as the young girl writhed and gyrated on the counter above me, a university student in a whore's costume. Her adult but almost boyish body looking incongruous in electric blue hot pants and pink push up bra, quaint in its old fashioned seedy promise. Her eyes fixed straight ahead, looking at herself in the gilded mirror on the wall opposite in al...
'...a lady in the drawing room, a whore in the bedroom.' Copyright, 2007, by jR Contents are for entertainment purposes only. The author assumes no responsibility or liability for its use or abuse. * For me, and I suspect, most TG 'girls', the anus becomes our 'pussy.' Curiosity and a desire for the total female experience naturally led me to explore 'f...
My name is Laurel Katherine Henderson. A six-foot-three, blonde-haired and green-eyed, sturdy and very voluptuous Englishwoman living in the great city of Boston, Massachusetts. I've been in the United States of America ever since I was nineteen years old. I recently earned my Master's degree in Business Administration from Boston College at the age of twent...
Chapter 3. The Ultimate Gift I was seated in my favourite chamber in the manor, my old mistress’ training chamber, a large circular area for the training of my personal favourites and of course my Mistress’ before me. The walls were of a rich, deep red with matching carpet. The chamber had been sparsely furnished with a heavy oak throne on which I was perch...
I am counting the minutes, sleepwalking through this day, not tasting the food I eat, not hearing people who talk to me. Fragments of your voice, your face, your low, warm laughter drift in, and out of my head. I watch the clock, will the hours to pass, wish that time would grow wings, and fly away so that my time with you comes nearer. I have been wet the...
In a large stone cloister room, Megan Bean hung by her wrists from metal chains, she had a device strapped to her head which forced her eyes open. Megan tried to look around, hearing voices in the distance. She heard Rosie, one of her greatest foes talking. Rosie spoke to two of her followers, one of which was infected to her, and the other was a girl she ha...