There was a conference room in the office building where every week Devlin would meet with his senior staff, the so-called Three Merry Wenches. That was the theory. In practice, Devlin hated meetings and, as a consequence, the furniture was as cheap as he could get away with—a plywood conference table in three sections and the kind of mass-produced chairs yo...
This is my first submission and it is entirely a work of fiction. Please do leave feedback for me, so I can incorporate into my future stories. Thanks! Linda was finally going to make it to Hong Kong. She was very excited to be visiting Asia, her first trip outside of the United States. She had already connected with her colleague, Will, from her firm's...
The house was as old as the college itself. Mary Wortham had provided a great sum for the college's endowment, and used her clout to secure the house. She had loved her years as a Gamma Kappa, and wanted the girls in her home town to have the same opportunity, even if it was just a community college. The national sorority never agreed, of course, but Wortham...
Note: I haven't worked out how to respond to all the lovely notes so many of you have sent, but I read them all and am so very grateful for your kind words. I'm so glad so many of you are enjoying my story. Thank you! ***** [continued] Elsie's dreams were a mess of fear and hope and painful desire. In nightmares, Chase pursued her across the village beach...
Jamie and Keira settled into a routine; Keira went out drinking with her friends on Friday nights, and afterwards, she'd go over to Jamie's where they'd fuck and then he'd put her in a nappy to sleep. She did try to stop drinking. The weekend after Jamie first made her wear the nappy, she went out with her friends and concocted a story about being on antib...
Once inside the house again, Kiryu relieved the slave of her torment, then left her to put the groceries away with instructions to go to his room when she was finished. For the entire time, she was miserable, thinking of all the ways he could choose to discipline her. What implements would he use, and would she be able to work the next day? The girl had to...
As I approach the bed, I see mommy take a tube and rub the contents all over the toy, rubbing it up and down teasingly. "Come here Mandy." she says, as she pats the bed where she wants me to lay. She kneels behind me as I lie on my stomach and asks me to lift my ass up a little, so she can remove my panties. I lift up and feel her pull my panties down to...
My name is Mistress Melba and I live in Oakland California in a nice section of a predominantly black neighborhood. I am a big black woman, 35-years old with a big body. I'm in good shape for my age, even though I weigh 240 lbs. I also possess, a big old pair of 42EE titties that look like two half watermelons jutting out from my chest. My fetish specialty,...
The Kzalamir Inn was a lively place for being located in such a small town. Tucked away from the troubles of a busier life elsewhere, the people living here happily crammed themselves in to pursue the noble act of indulging in alcohol until thoroughly drunk—and once drunk, screwing until someone got pregnant. Then, a new farmhand would be born. So it goes....
Sylvia's chatter brought Adrienne back to reality, only catching the last of the young girls words, "... pay it all back." Adrienne looked at Sylvia with a questioning look, "What dear? I'm sorry, I was thinking about business." "I said, All these beautiful clothes, dinner, everything, I just don't know how, I'm going to pay it all back. Am I really going t...