Life under Mistress's loving, but fierce tutelage continued. I reveled in being her bitch, in being Mistress Jamie's panty boy, her satin slut. She had tempered me, brought me to heel, and made me a better man by reducing me to nothingness, by making my sole purpose in life her pleasure. In service to Mistress Jamie, there was emotional fulfillment. I adored...
"Well, that was hot," Dana says from the wooden bench lining the windows, wearing nothing at all. We gawk at her, unsure of what to say. Obviously neither of us knows how long she's been sitting there watching us, but by how much her thighs and neatly trimmed pussy glisten with moisture, I assume she caught most of the show. "Did we wake you?" Amanda asks....
I am 25 years old and just out of Harvard Law School with my law degree, after Harvard Business School with an MBA, and my four year degree from Harvard University. I am what could be classified as a third generation business tycoon. My great grandfather started a very lucrative business, after having returned from Europe in World War 2. The company works as...
First let me thank you all for the votes and emails. And as I've said before, this is not meant to be the next great novel, so if that's what you're looking for, I'm sorry to disappoint. I started it wanting to do a running chronicle that spans years like a soap opera, so it may never actually reach a satisfactory end for some people. With that in mind, if y...
Seth Vaughn had never seen anyone so beautiful. She was in the fifth row or maybe the sixth or seventh...it didn't matter for she was captivating. Clad in red, and smiling...seemingly at him. "You here...Hello!" Seth looked at his trainer, Pops McKensie who was yelling in his face. He used to train boxers, but as time passed, Pops saw the writing on the wal...
Carlos was a very handsome guy, I couldn't help but remark to myself. I had noticed it from the first day I saw him of course, but now I took a step back to admire him while he was soaping off in the shower. I could see him behind the glass door but he didn't mind, he even chuckled and gave me a little show. He knew I was hot for his ripped body and handsome...
His manner was imperious, as if he came from old money. He didn't. Like me, he was one generation away from thieves and conmen. There was a formality as he ordered his food, dismissed the waitress and drank his wine. He was an arrogant ass. I watched from across the room, doing my due diligence. "Enjoy your dinner, Eli. You won't be able to afford many more...
This is module one, chapter two. This is going to be a novella of sorts. The intent is to have 4 modules total covering different times in our main characters life. While it is feasible to read any of these independently, this is a carryover story, so reading them in order is beneficial. Module one, our main character is a senior in high school and realize...
This is my first story ever, so cut me some slack. ***** A thin white carpet of snow had fallen by the time I had walked the ten blocks to the Cleveland Art Museum just as it opened. I loved the museum for many reasons including that I had met Heather, my wife, here. On a very similar day two years ago, I decided to study at the art museum because it had t...
Disclaimer: The following is a fictional story that is meant to be taken as a fantasy. If you have a problem that "it would never happen"... that's on you, not me. -- "For someone who has only been doing this for under a year, you're doing pretty damn good," Salvatore, the trainer for the Knockout Zone gym in Miami, told his client, Carrie Underwood. It h...