Chapter 17 - Andrea Greta made a surprise visit late in the day on Monday. "What brings you here?" I asked. "I want to see what a month's worth of your salary puts in your closet," she said as she walked in with a bottle of prosecco and carry-outs from her favorite crepe place, dropped them on my dining room table, and headed straight to my room. "Go ah...
"Damn, that meeting was too long." I mutter to myself under my breath. Starting back to my office, I decide that I have had enough for today and instead head to the exit. I smile to myself knowing that my sweet little one will be happy to see me home early. I have been late so often this week, I haven't had much time for her. I head to the parking lot, cli...
He gently rubs His hand over His cock, swollen and aching. He sees her laying still her hands bound, unable to touch herself or Him. He knows she craves to touch Him, taste Him, as he does to touch and taste her. He stands now, his hands sliding the jeans He wears down over His hips. He steps out of them and is left with the bulge of His erection evident und...
"Pet, I want you to clean yourself out well for our meeting tomorrow," he told her on the phone. "Yes Master," she replied. She loved speaking with him and when he gave her a command she was always proud to do what he wanted her to do. She knows what is expected of her. He wants her to give herself an enema to make sure her rectum is clean for him to pla...
Mistress Annabelle was preparing her scene well tonight. Her submissive, Lucy had been a very bad girl recently and deserved a harsh punishment. She wasn't going to go easy on her at all. Not after she'd caught her pleasuring herself in the bathroom without permission the night before. Lucy was never allowed to play with herself unless her Mistress expressly...
He entered the bedroom to see her in position, kneeling on the bed, legs spread wide, head down, hands back. His command had been properly followed, after, of course, she had taken a moment to check her ass for fresh welts. Under the curtain of her hair and behind the film of pain-tears, her smile was brilliant. She bore His marks, and she was certain she'd...
she had never met HIM, only gotten text messages – What was she doing? What was she wearing? How high were the heels on her shoes? When was the last time she'd masturbated? Had she allowed herself to cum, or had she stopped as instructed? Was she using a vibrator or her fingers? Was she wearing the nipple and clit clamps HE had sent her? Had she shaved her p...
Emily was a 21 year old blonde girl. She has 34 breast, 26 waist and 36 hip which give her a hot and sexy figure. She was 5.4 inches tall and 53 in weight. It was Saturday's night and she was in bra and panties she always sleeps like this. It was around 10:30 pm she gets up from her bed and opens her drawer and picks her vibrator and a purple colored dildo....
my blindfold is already soaked from my sobbing, and now tears stream down my cheeks from beneath it. i can't see who. Master has put me on display and "shown" me before, but never shared me. Confusion sets in. Panic washes over me again, then Master's voice, softly in my ear, "Trust, pet." "Yes, Master." His soothing voice calms me, and i am again aware o...
He shuts the door quietly behind him, the office now separated by only an unlocked door. Kneeling he slides his hands up from her ankles, one hand on each leg. He hooks a finger on each side of her panties and slowly slides them down and off, pocketing them. As he slowly rises he gives her a thorough kiss, and her nipples a hard tweak. "Now why don't you thi...