A real life - and not very erotic - story about a prodomme. She had thick glasses. And quiet clothes. And the manner you get with two degrees. Strangers passing her on the street would think, 'a librarian with decent legs'. She actually did have decent legs. More than decent. But she was not a librarian. Come to think of it, she was a Liberian. At least sh...
Disclaimer, this story is fast becoming a novel is a work of fiction for the most part the names used are not real people, the businesses, locations, and organizations while real are used in a way that is purely fictional to add realism to the story. Gina and I marched into the bathroom starting the shower and took turns peeing. We wash ourselves off as fas...
After they had finished using me, I was taken to a corner of the room. I was made to stand against the wall. My hands were tied to a ring above me, and my feet tied to rings in the floor. I saw the hose being pulled around in front of me. The faucet creaked on slowly, then I felt the cold water splashing on my tits. He sprayed the icy cold water all over me,...
When I woke the next morning, I had somewhat come back to my senses. My ass-hole ached like I'd been fucked by a freight train, my mind was clear of whatever power Isac had had over me, and I was more than a little upset; not just at him either, but myself. I couldn't believe I had let happen what had happened. If anyone knew I had given in to this hulking b...
He called me about an hour ago. He let me know he was coming home early and that he was starving; he'd had a long day at work. He said he was coming home to get it. I knew what that meant. I know my man and I know what he needs...when he needs it. And I'm always Daddy's good girl. I make sure I have on a skirt and blouse, my man's favorite, a skirt. And ta...
Karl had spent the afternoon teasing and tormenting me, in every possible way. Even though he was busy working in the den on his computer most of the time, He made sure to keep me right on the edge, which was both frustrating and incredibly exhilarating. He made sure I was kept busy with my tasks, for example; He insisted that I remain completely naked while...
A crash of thunder woke me from a dead sleep. I looked over at my best friend Cara who was still passed out on the bed beside me. She could sleep with a train coming through her room. I smiled. We had been best friends for almost our whole lives. Our moms were best friends and partners in a commercial real estate firm and so we were at each other's houses co...
Renee awoke with a start. We were still on the couch, a light blanket covering us, either from Ms. Ward or from Liz. I pulled Renee down to me, holding her tightly and quieting her from her memories of earlier. I lifted her and carried her to her bed. Renee slid to the other side, beckoning me to join her. I noticed I still had my shorts on from my earlier...
Here’s another chapter of my ongoing saga of my life with Charles, my elderly husband whom I regularly cuckold with my adulterous behavior. This is, of course, a fantasy, and I would never recommend such irresponsible, reckless, unprotected sex in real life. (But its fun to think about!) I’d love to hear what you think about it, too. * * * Its Saturday tod...
I have learned, often the hard way, not to be too nosy about what my Mistress is doing. In fact, I noticed that she has about four levels of physically chastising me for infractions. If it is a minor infraction, and she is feeling playful, she spanks my butt. If it is more serious, she slaps my tits rather hard. If she is extremely angry, I will receive th...