Three PM at the coffee shop last week, I saw someone I had not seen for nine years. Monet was a woman I had hired years ago to work in the shop I ran at the time. I was not the owner, but managed a gift shop on Sutter Street at Stockton in San Francisco. She and I ran the shop nights and weekends, and she was always nice to be around. At the time, we were bo...
Three PM at the coffee shop last week, I saw someone I had not seen for nine years. Monet was a woman I had hired years ago to work in the shop I ran at the time. I was not the owner, but managed a gift shop on Sutter Street at Stockton in San Francisco. She and I ran the shop nights and weekends, and she was always nice to be around. At the time, we were bo...
This story is a continuation of the characters and plots developed in the story "Rebecca Becomes a Party Girl," Chapters 1 through 6 (under username edisonCaroline). This story will make more sense if you have read those chapters first. ***** I. Rebecca Initiated into Service Rebecca awakened Saturday morning full of anticipation. Marcy told her that tod...
Finally, I had a chance to test a real slut whore who loved to be used and abused! Seems she would do anything I demanded. I could get her so worked up in my using her, that my slave would beg for whatever I wanted to do. Nothing hotter than having your own personal slut pleading for you to do anything hot and nasty to her. Such a great way to play. I just...
I was mowing my yard the following week and saw the UPS truck pull up at the Johnson’s house. Mrs. Johnson came out to sign for the packages then went back inside. I was just putting the lawnmower up when she came across the street, walked up to me with an excited look on her face, “Come see, Come and see what we got!” You would have thought they had won...
Darren was a brotha on a mission. It was Friday night and the club lights were coming up and it was time to take someone home and this white chick he'd been talking to didn't even put up the pretense of playing hard to get. Darren had more than Jungle Fever; he had Sub-Saharan Tropical Rain Forest Malaria and slutty white girls were his penicillin. The objec...
Then Cher heard one of the men say to Master, "Hey my friend. All of us are so hot and all this waiting is going to give us a good case of blue balls if we don't get our hands on your slut. So, can't we hurry this up a little?" As the other men voiced their agreement Master said, "Okay men, let's scrub the poker and just draw for the highest card to see who...
My lover, my best friend, my owner, No one but you will know who sent this letter to whom, but they will all know that somewhere there is a man who is worshiped by his woman, bitch, slut, cock-sucking anal whore. I love and need you with a desperateness I have never before felt and never have I been so sexually active. In my 37 years I had not imagined bein...
The next thing I was aware of was some action going on down in my crotch which caused me to stir. I looked down to see the top of Marcia’s head as she was sucking my cock to life. When she realized that I was awake, she removed my cock from her mouth saying, “Are you ready to continue fucking me or would you like to first take your morning piss?” “I think I...
SMACK! Trish Stratus cried out in pain as the sound of her big ass being smacked echoed throughout what she had thought was an empty corridor. Thinking some cocky WWF superstar or backstage attendant had stepped out of line Trish turned around and prepared to slap whoever had smacked her booty, but all the fight drained from her body and her ass hole pucke...