The Centrepiece After her Ravishment, Dorée's sense of herself underwent a profound shift. No longer a virgin, yet not a bride or mother, she was cast into a sea of moral confusion. There was no word for what she was now, except perhaps "putain" -a fallen woman who sold her body. Dorée had heard that epithet flung at her older sister Livia when she left her...
The story is about an experienced Mistress who filters through an interview a subject who is looking for a change in his life and in the process she makes his submissiveness surface and hopefully turn him soon into the slave she is seeking. I sincerely thank Mistress4one who has helped edit this story. ******** I'm having one of those moments in life w...
I. "I can't come," she sighed, running a red fingernail around the rim of her glass. "Well, I can, but it takes...you know...forever. And even then, I don't get the fireworks that I've been hoping for." She stared dispassionately into the half finished margarita. Victoria Josephine Reed was still beautiful at forty- two, her long copper hair cascading in ri...
There's an old saying — Be careful what you wish for. From Syrena Exposed — A Traveller's Guide Welcome to Syrena. As you begin your visit, please keep in mind the two basic rules of our society. Here all adult females must be naked, and only females may be nude in public. All women are enslaved, and only women can be slaves. If you find these rules disagr...
I watched...mesmerized by your beauty, you were literally glowing, your eyes flashed with desire as you reached down, taking hold of my cock and lining it up, I looked you up and down, noticed with pleasure that your body was flushed with sexual excitement, your hairline and neck and under your breasts all already glistening with a sheen from our exertion, y...
If it's true that confidence is sexy, then I was the sexiest redhead to grace the planet. At least that's how I felt as I found a new perspective toward life. My affairs had woken up something that laid dormant inside me. I had acquired a swagger and I was more self-assured. I developed a "no one could stop me, take no prisoners" attitude. My inhibitions su...
Still relaying the reminiscences of my long-ago lover, Alan, here is the seventh, following on from 'Pygiaphilia,' 'Semper Figura Chapters 1-3' and 'Black Bottom Chapters 1 and 2.' In the two previous 'Black Bottom' chapters, he was setting up and inspecting a series of projects, designed to benefit the inhabitants of less developed areas in a newly-independ...
>>> >>> >>> This is a corrected draft of an earlier paper. I got myself confused, changed the names of the characters, and generally confused all the readers. I am sorry for that and I hope that this draft is correct. Be advised, while there is no sex in this story, I do drop the F-bomb a few times. I hope that does not offend yo...
Murph finished giving us a tour of the building. The rest of the fifth floor was primarily a large conference room which was available to any of the tenants. It would also be the one where we would have our board meeting every month. There were also double doors that led to the terrace from the conference room as well. There were only two ways of getting ont...
My adrenaline was racing as I fumbled the cover charge money I was handing to the bouncer. Once inside, I looked for Kristin and spotted her just as she rounded the corner from the front bar back into the seating area where the southern rock band was just getting started. This was the night I had waited for months to come around, where she and I played "pick...