This is becoming a long story, and it's proving really fun to write. Stay tuned for the updates! *** "Consider it interactive art!" Vianne had said with a wry grin. Jane remembered laughing nervously. Interactive was right. She'd arrived two hours early, as requested. The place was beautiful - airy and luxuriously appointed. The effect of the villa was...
I wrote this originally just for me to document and understand my slip into the total loss of control of my own life and being owned body and mind by one person, my Mistress. However I have decided to publish it, please bear in mind this is 100% true and is a work in progress. If I get a good response I will add to it as I write it. *** For her protection...
Note: This story is the fifty-sixth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous fifty-five episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I stro...
Omar dismissed Barb and Shamsa escorted her back to her room. Once back in her room Barb changed into her nightgown and requested some more wine. By that point Barb was so horny that the only way she could see going to sleep was if she passed out from drinking. Shamsa went to the door and spoke with someone outside briefly. Shortly thereafter a carafe of win...
Charles and I accepted a dinner invitation from one of his business partners. The dinner was held at the Governor's Mansion; a cocktail reception at 7:00 and dinner at 8:00. I decided to wear a Black Halo Jackie O Dress and my black jeweled 2 inch heels and I added a splash of color with my red clutch purse. Charles looked smart in a black 2 button Italian...
Special thanks to ashpuppy who took time out of her schedule to edit this for me. Thank you. * I opened my apartment door and kicked off my four and half-inch black Filo leather red sole pumps. It had been a long day at work and I was exhausted, thank God it is Friday. After dropping my purse on the table and checked the messages on the answering machine,...
On ordinary days in hidden thoughts, he will come for her, this thief of her senses... Stolen Moments A story of submission She knew she ought to be working, there was so much to do and there where days when this haunting of her senses ceased to visit her and she could simply go about her day without interruption, time becoming filled up with the mundane...
It was about 10 am when I woke up. I stretched as I walked downstairs. I knew Daddy wouldn't be home when I got up. As I grabbed some cereal for breakfast I noticed a note on the table. "Babygirl, I need to run some errands, when I get home I promise we will spend some quality time together since I haven't been home much. I want you to shower, put on your...
The next morning I was awoken by Kris coming in and sitting on the edge of the bed next to me. She kissed me on the cheek and said it was time to get up and asked how I slept. I told her great except for the wet spot in my panties where bob's cum had leaked out of me during the night. She then asked if I was ready for a bath I shook my head yes and got out o...
Ruby returned from her run to find an unnerving sight. She halted her stride to a dull walk about hundred yards from her visual. Before her squatted Greta Winston taking a piss in the dirt. While, Ruby had zero interest in women she still had to admire the woman's shapely ass. Admire in the sense of momentary jealousy. Growling under her breath she blamed he...