This is my very first attempt at this sort of writing, and also my first submission. Please go kindly on me. Marphisa looked at her toes, so unfamiliar in these shiny, black, patent leather shoes. How could this happen? How could fate be so cruel as to make her live through this day, when she hadn't yet reached her eighth birthday? As Marphisa looked out...
"Safe sex doesn't mean no sex, it just means use your imagination." --Billy Bragg, from the song "Sexuality" (Note: All my stories are dedicated to my Master, but this one is posted in a spirit of apology to him for bad behavior and in the hope it will inspire him to discipline me.) * It's one of two days of the month I watch for, the other being the ful...
Roger Timmons was a different kind of man from most. He grew up in the country on a working farm but he wanted more from life than he could get farming. He went into the Army and served four years as a Combat Engineer. He served a tour in Afghanistan and then a year later one in Iraq. He learned how to fight and honed his abilities to read and lead men. He w...
It had been a long week and I was looking forward to relaxing at home with a cold beer and maybe a pizza. I put my suitcase by the door and wandered into the kitchen for my first brew. The house seemed unusually quiet to me as I popped the top on a Bud Lite. That's when I realized that the damn dog wasn't around. That was pretty unusual. Normally she would...
Emily Becomes Owned For Emily Koumides the college lecturer it had been an evening of firsts. The first time she had visited a student at home. The first time she had been slapped by a man. The first time she had taken drugs. The first time she had kissed another woman. The first time she had licked a pussy. Now as the door of the bedroom closed behind her...
i woke up as usual and started to do my daily rituals, brushed up my sindoor and worshipped my Owner V's feet. A little smile escaped my face as i thought of the previous night's romps with my Owner as i began to clean. my Owner had introduced me to the new strap-on which she had bought recently. In fact i was made to anticipate the night for a long time, a...
It was a warm, midsummer night. The kind of night where the air seems to have a presence to it. I steamy, warmth that envelops everything. Then it started to rain. The rain was coming down as hard as I had ever seen it come down. Fortunately, I was cozily settled down in my home holding my 6 month old son watching television while I fed him a bottle. My wif...
The bitterest pills come sugarcoated. Philip was quite delighted when a Birmingham businessman named Stephen Rotkoff booked an appointment in early 1955. It seemed that he was being heard of outside the East Midlands triangle, and that the reports were good. Mr. Rotkoff was a large, powerful man in his thirties with a high colour, sparse sandy-coloured hai...
Author's Note: This story includes almost a little bit of everything... including vaginal, anal sex, bdsm, etc. Enjoy! ----------------------------------- I have to admit, I was a little nervous boarding the SS Nude... it wasn't that I hadn't been on a boat before, or even nude on a boat before, but this was very different from my usual assignments. For on...
This is the seventh and final story in this series. I apologize that it is so long and has less sex than the prior chapters. I thought this necessary to conclude the story of Denise Hines and her friends. I hope you have enjoyed them. This story will make much more sense if you've already read Her Second Job chapters 1 -6. The series was inspired by things...