It wasn't long after getting home after my weekend away with Master that I started to feel very horny. It was only about 4pm and I just couldn't take it anymore. I went to grab my laptop to put on some porn, when I realised I had left it at Masters on my first visit a few weeks ago. Since I didn't have my laptop I picked out an old tablet put it on charge wh...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists - Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see below). This story could appea...
Just at the crack of dawn, the driver stopped long enough for my captor to put a dark heavy hood over my head, and then we drove some more. Eventually I heard the sound of a large metal gate opening. I could smell the fresh sea air and heard the sound of a few gulls. No bets, this was probably the old sewage plant that May had spoken of. Taken inside, my h...
The next two weeks for me went on without incident, although the increased security presence was a pain. The Bodyglove appearances in Virginia Beach and Myrtle Beach were packed, but it was nothing like our joint appearance at the Navy base. The two of us signed autographs and took photos with Sailors and Marines for over five hours. Amy often had Noelani in...
This story sort of came to me but I didn't have a clue where it was going so I just started writing it and it led itself where it wanted to. I actually started in the middle and then filled in the beginning and the end. No sex to speak of not very erotic, and it gets a bit bloody at times. Only warning. Not too long ago I posted a story with the disclaimer,...
This is a work of fiction. Any similarity between this story and any other is coincidence. This is a different kind of story for me. It is my attempt to reach for a higher level of story. This de-emphasizes the erotic (sorry pervs) and yet entertains and builds characters. I intend this to be a four-part series, but who knows? Please remember that all of t...
November had come to the upper Midwest. That meant the long evenings, neighbors hanging out outdoors, barbecues in the back yard, and casual conversations with people walking their dogs on warm evenings after work- all that was long over. Now, darkness came fast, and the nights were cold and long. The air smelled not of the fragrant smoke of barbecues, but r...
Laura had given John the keys and let him drive home. He hadn't been drinking. It was almost 2 in the morning and Laura's house was still a half hour away. "Mistress?" He spoke up for the first time since the spanking. "Yes, Johnny." She answered. Laura had stopped being angry long ago. "Mistress Bianca and Yvette were very affectionate with each other."...
The Matrons of Regal Bay Chapter 35 Rebecca's Tales -- Part 2 The casino was busier than Rebecca would have thought for a Tuesday morning. She was taking a few days off, one of those use-them or lose-them deals at the hospital. So, she was using them. It was odd for her to take much time off, let alone an entire week, unless she and her husband were going...
The circus got off to a roaring start from the moment that I walked off the plane. A fellow in a good suit, expensive shoes and a chauffeur's hat was holding a sign with my name on it, 'Mr. P. Wells', or at least most of it. He asked for my Texas Driver's License and actually examined it closely (another sure sign that he was really FBI), then he grabbed my...