It was a cold evening. The pavement was wet where it had been raining, though happily it had stopped now. My high heels made steady snapping noises as I walked, and I notice every person I pass looking at me. My nipples were intensely hard under the coat, from the cold and excitement. Women whispered behind me, men made dirty comments. I was thankful when I...
That night at dinner, the two couples laughed and ate huge plates of seafood and finished off three bottles of wine. The more wine they consumed, the more they laughed. The girls talked about spending the afternoon on the beach; the boys talked about their afternoon in town. Judit never mentioned her little exhibitionism. Immogen did catch her smiling at her...
For weeks, we have been exploring your limits and My requirements. You have come to understand what you need, and how I can give it to you. You have accepted that My skill and knowledge are what you require to bring you to that special place, the place where your surrender brings release, where your submission brings contentment. I have given you rules to...
FLASH! The camera whirred. She picked it up from the bathroom counter and turned it around to see the captured image. There, on the small color screen of the digital camera was a pert, pink nipple. Not just any nipple. It was her nipple, and it was engorged to its fullness. It rose from her breast like a large eraser, or the end of your pinky finger. She...
Standing next to him, Marie felt frumpy. Zach may not have been amazingly handsome but he was pretty darn hot in her eyes. She always considered him perfectly built, slim and muscular but not overly either. Comparably, she was short, and overweight-bigger than she wanted to be for sure. He loved her ass, which was proportionally large, and her breasts, whi...
In quick succession you raise the paddle three more times and bring it down onto my ass cheeks, hard. The fourth blow catches the back of my thigh and the sharp familiar pain flashes through me. That one was meant to sting. With each stroke it becomes harder to retain my composure, each time I bite down on the gag and try not to cry out. I'm fighting the urg...
The following story is written for entertainment purposes and has no relation to actual persons. My name is Nancy and the following series of stories are, why don't we just say, based on my life. They are written for entertainment and I think maybe for therapy purposes! I am 37 years old and married to a wonderful husband. I have two stepsons (his) and one...
Chapter 3 - A WEEKEND OF SLAVERY Author's comment: This chapter will not make a lot of sense unless you've read chapters 1 and 2, which as one commentator observed "left me hanging". Hopefully this chapter will leave you hanging too, as Helmut claims his slave and Dianne struggles with her feelings. With a towel wrapped around her she was surprised to find...
She lay on the cold, metal table, vulnerable, naked. Her eyes were closed as she took deep breaths, trying to relax. She couldn't tell if the shivers she was fighting off were from anticipation or the chilling air against her nude flesh. Her eyes snapped open as she heard the door open, but it did not matter, all she saw was the blackness caused by the blind...
The work of a maid is not usually glamorous and this one was a bit weirder than most, I'd started work for this pretty handsome guy I have to admit, and he was wealthy I mean he lived in a huge house. Which in itself was a bit odd as he had cleaners in for the most of it, me possibly he employed just for the look of it, all I had to do was dust a few things....