Flicking through a celebrity gossip magazine, Melissa Webb reclined back on a pink leather cushioned chair, waiting for the Senior Hair Stylist to become free. Her appointment was supposed to be ten minutes ago, but Salon 404 seemed to be busier than the usual Thursday afternoon. Cheerful pop music and chatter between the staff and clients filled the air...
Names, places and events are fictional. * His head still reeling the slave tries to move his body, to his surprise he is shackled on a fuckbench. He looks up and his heart throbs in his throat. "Uhnn fuck, glad to see your awake little pussy." His master states as his slave looks at him." Hope you dont mind me finishing the fuck and orgasm you were neve...
Story 1 I saw an ad on line recently from a local company looking for research subjects. They were looking for people to try a new type of virtual reality. It goes beyond any type already tried. It allows the person to feel what it is like to do something without actually having to be there. It is part technology, part medicine and part programming. Some o...
Tour of the Resort Layla and Sir were led through organized wildness of tropical plantings. They passed a gazebo where a couple sat at a round table. Was someone crouched under the table? “You’ll notice there’s a lot of wrought iron around,” said their guide, gesturing to luxuriantly upholstered iron lounge chairs. “The weight is useful. We don’t wan...
That night, when Alf came home from work, Fanchon had a quizzical smile on her face. "Did you have a good day, dear?" she asked as he took off his jacket. She knew he was a little irritable because he had to take the bus home—Fanchon commandeered his car during the day... Ah but he wouldn't complain. Fanchon kissed Alfred deeply, running her tongue in a...
Names, places and events are fictional. *** The Bull leans leisurely back in his chair. His legs stretched over the side of the chair. "Hmmm love seeing a professional at work." He growls approvingly. "Hmm just doing what brings me pleasure." She laughs as the Vixen struts back to him. Her long legs encased in thighhigh boots, shreds of what were a pair...
Chapter Two: The Unveiling of The Slaves In Chapter One, Kelly and Celia were blindfolded and gagged separately, and strapped to each other in a 69 position on a hotel bed. They were forced to lick each other off. It was the first experience with a woman for either of them. When we left off, they were kneeling in a large shower, blindfolded, gagged, and cov...
I see you online and we begin to flirt and play via email. At one point you ask if I plan to come down the coast and have a cup of coffee or brunch with you while I have some time off from teaching. I decide to throw caution to the wind and jump onto the highway. We had been lovers years ago, but our lives had taken separate paths. We both had complicated ci...
Here is the story that disappeared entirely without a trace from my computer the night before the Boston Marathon last year. It was originally called 'Solo Midnight Running,' and I've had to re-write it from memory. The two pieces of music referred to in the text are: 'Discover' by Nigel Good (original mix), and 'Fuck You Lady' by Macaco Bong (live studio)....
I realised that I should have been working, however I had decided that I could afford to spend a day 'working from home', as long as I kept my PC on-line it would give the impression that I was still working but it would allow me to have some free-time for some WAM fun. I had been chatting with someone who had piqued my interests, I was big into more extrem...