Bagoas luxuriated in having no urgent duties to call him out of his bed in the early morning. He lay back against the soft pillows and enjoyed the feel of the silk sheets against his skin. The soft bed, the tinkling fountains, and the soft noises in the hallway reminded him that he was not at home. Bagoas was a person of power in his own world. He was, inde...
Meet Karla Payne, a six-foot-tall, bodacious and curvy African American lady who recently lost her job as an executive at Pennington Enterprises, a Fortune 500 company with offices in Los Angeles, Atlanta, Jersey City, Boston and Dallas. Karla Payne was born in the City of Atlanta, Georgia, and studied at Spelman College and earned her MBA from Georgia State...
Thanks for the intelligent comments about Ch. 1! This is turning out to be a longer story than I originally expected. All characters are over the age of 18. As always, comments and feedback are cherished! ".........." ".........." "Heather?" ".........." "Heather?" The awed whisper came from somewhere behind Orchid as she stood in the darkness, her bod...
"I have to do this, or one of us is going to prison," Erica said as she finished unbuckling Detective Rosewood's pants and unzipped his fly while looking deeply into my eyes. "You realize just giving me head isn't going to be enough," Rosewood told her as he took her chin in his hand and made her look up at him. "This isn't a parking ticket, this is first d...
Eric looked down at the brown-speckled pill in the palm of his hand with guilty indecision. The "vitamin" was one of the last dozen or so that he had. He started to pick the herbal supplement up from his palm and then hesitated as he stared at his hands. He felt his body tremble slightly with the small step of betrayal he was about to take. These were the sa...
(This is a total fantasy written by me for fun. It contains spanking, humiliation and other fetish. Please do not read if this bothers you. All characters are 25 year old or older.) ============= The door buzzer keeps buzzing over and over. The more it buzzed the more curious I became. Who would be so rude? Clearly someone wants my attention. When I open...
"Hello Mr. Crawford. How are you doing on this chilly November day?" I was putting my voting ballot in the collection machine when I heard the woman's voice call my name. I recognized it instantly. "Miss Roslyn!" I said, turning to greet the short woman who was the head librarian for our local city library. "How have you been?" "I have been doing just fin...
A week later I was much better. Cien and Maggie both conspired against me and wouldn't let me leave the bedroom for three days. Finally I convinced Maggie it would be for my better health that I get some fresh air and walk around. She didn't seem to agree with me, but let me go. I was greeted by Tilda as soon as I opened the door. She hugged me, and gushed...
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11. The Falling Gallery Rapturous applause rose from the main party as Lady Aru and Roku stepped out onto the main floor. Lady Aru was making her entrance and it had been a good one. The floor of the observation deck of the Sentinel Tower was packed with a good two or three hundred ladies, all in formal wear. Glasses clinked, an orchestra played, and everyo...