My name is Ms Meyers. I am a thirty year old college professor of English Literature. Students have to go through me to graduate which gives me a good opportunity to root out the trouble makers and students worth spending more time with. I am a sexy 5ft. 6in tall brunette with piercing brown eyes, large breasts and shapely legs, which I love to show off to m...
I thumbed through one of those glossy movie magazines as I waited for my slave to be prepared at Dominie House - known to its exclusive membership as "Dom House", of course. I was only reading it because the magazine had an interview with me, and was in the form of one of those Question and Answer things. The last question read: "And tell our readers, Linda...
*Oghma here! I said the 8th Chapter would be out quickly, and I meant it. Although Matthew may be out of the fire, the story isn't over just yet. What awaits him now that he's free? What's Marcus going to do? And what about his mother June? Well, the story shall continue for at least a while longer. Hope to see you all for the rest of it! * **Disclaimer: Ex...
Jean was always eager to have Miguel's mouth on her breasts, but she hadn't removed her bra at her parents' house and she didn't remove it at the school parking lot. He didn't ask until after he ate her. She was caressing the top of his head feeling completely drained. It had been a long day, but a very good one. "Jean?" "Hmm?" "May I suck your breast...
The wheels spun uselessly in the snow, making a sorry attempt at a "woo-woo" sound. Fuck. Jess's eyes traveled to the blocked road sign that had caused her to swerve and she cursed again. Fuck. She was trapped in a snow bank and the heat was quickly dying in her car, the battery running low. It was far too cold to stay in her car any longer, and she knew tha...
Opening the door to the two-story home, things don't "feel" right. A cold hand races up the back of Jared's spine, setting the hair on the back of his neck on end. Looking around warily he slowly makes his way into the too silent dining room. No TV is playing in the den, and no stereo is playing in the house. Which is odd considering his little submissive lo...
"I hope you enjoyed that orgasm, slave," my Lord says quietly, "You will not have another until next Sunday, over a week away." "Why, my Lord?"I ask, my voice a tad too high, a little scared. "Because you were such a slut last night. Because it pleases me. Because you will be in agony. All. Week. Long." It isn't the first time we'd played this game. I'd...
Author's note: This is a story based on Hellcats. Both the actresses and characters are over 18. * "Get that girl a hurricane and keep them coming." Marti Perkins grumbled as she heard Lewis's voice in her head yet again. Why couldn't he just have said 'get that girl a hurricane' or just 'get that girl a beer'. That would have loosened the brunette up....
She was worried about the sex. Oh, not the sex, really, Miranda thought as she turned to admire the fit of the pale green gown she'd chosen for the honeymoon. She was a virgin, after all. She'd made the decision to wait for marriage before indulging in what her sister Peg liked to called ‘the delights of the flesh', and she supposed it was perfectly normal...
Robin Goodfellow, known as the hobgoblin Puck, was from the land of Faerie. Knowing only this, people avoided and feared him. At least they used to. With the conquering of the lands of the Celts, the faerie were relegated to myth and there became grinning farces of themselves. At least, they became that way in people's imagination. In reality, they retained...