Early rays of sunlight start to break through the window as you slowly wake up. Half awake you feel your body craving and your mind slowly drifting of.. Somewhere in the back of your mind you notice your nipples are primed before you lose yourself in dreams again. 10 maybe 15 minutes later you slowly wake up again, still half asleep you just feel the hunge...
The rain caught Laurie unprepared. When she entered the corner deli the sky was blue and speckled with benign white clouds. By the time she'd finished her lunch, dark grey clouds hung heavy and ominous overhead. She walked as quickly as she could in her impractically high-heeled sandals, desperate clacking marking her progress along the sidewalk. The trees s...
As I walked out to retrieve my keys from the porch I looked up toward a darkening sky that seemed to be on the verge of erupting and spilling forth a deluge of moisture on to the world I lived in. She called to me from the SUV, "hurry up before the rain starts. " As I watched her getting dressed this morning my god, she looked so hot in that summer dress as...
With a snap, the collar fastens around your neck. With a sigh, you let your inhibitions slough away. You no longer bear the burden of decision. Your sole purpose is submission. Your eyes close as you lower your head, your breath coming in deep, but shaky pulls. With a firm, but gentle tug on your leash, you're brought back to reality. Led from the entryway...
This is a test, Stephi slave. I know that I can have you anyway I want you if I tie you to the bed or bind your wrists together behind your back. But a measure of a good slave is if she obeys her Master without being bound or restrained. I’m about to find out how far your training has gone. I’m going to find out if you are a good slave, Stephi. I’m going t...
Laura could talk him into anything. She lived in a A-frame house with a large garage off to the side with the windows blacked out. He was her paperboy for years, up to his senior year of high school. Several times when he delivered her paper she would wave through the big windows in front of the house. She was tall, thin, and wearing black every time he sa...
9 Aug 3:10 PM Tillman I had to claw my way back out of the thick fog that enveloped my whole being. It was like swimming through molasses. Then the smell of bacon frying blew away the fog. The events of the night returned to me. Yes the sex was wild and amazing, but more than that, the nightmare-free sleep had turned me into a new man, or at least the old...
She walks from the bathroom; showered, teeth brushed, hair combed out into a ponytail, and with that clean girl scent, she is ready for bed. As she walks into the bedroom, he startles her. "I see you have your wrestlin' attire on." She is wearing a tank top and boy-shorts. He is leaning back against the footboard of the bed. He is dressed in boots, jeans...
Stuart returned to the dungeon in his basement after he had seen Lydia and her husband-slave, Thomas, out the door and off for the night. The evening's entertainment had been a long one, but he had enjoyed every moment thoroughly. Assisting Lydia to further her slave's training was indeed a pleasure, as was having Lydia offer herself to him. He had enjoyed...
Note: This story was inspired by the mountains on North Wales, where there are a number of old slate quarries. They have always intrigued me, and a conversation with a fellow member of an exhibitionist site led my mind down the following path.... The start of our walk could be either of two places. A large public car park, or the option we take, which is a...