Edited by: SilentMercy * "Just do what you can with her, she may not be the best but she is what I have." "Yes Ma'am, we will whip her into shape and when you see her next you will be very pleased with the results. We will start this evening with a re-collaring ceremony. We'll remove your collar and put one of our training collars on her, then we'll whip...
My mother kept me away from the world as I grew up. I was home schooled, and never allowed to date. She thought I would be corrupted by everything and everybody. In fact, I never even saw a naked man until my first job. I was nineteen, and started out as a "candy stripper" at a nearby convalescent hospital. I was there for two months before they hired me o...
Sofia reached under her pillow, searching frantically for her cell phone, trying to turn of the alarm before it could wake Him. Satisfied that it was silenced, she sat up in bed, stretching before yawning and swinging her legs over the side of the bed to the floor with a thud. She stood and quietly padded into the bathroom, shutting the door carefully. Glanc...
(Author's note: what follows is a work of fiction. Any similarity between any persons living or dead is purely coincidental and pure luck. All characters depicted in sexual situations in this work of fiction are at least 18 years of age.) * Rob awoke the following morning to the sounds of the ocean coming in through the open bedroom window. Whoever had des...
She stood in the doorway just as I had told her to. Her t-shirt was funny, and also integral to my plans as they were. We had done some playing before, but things kept getting in the way of us actually "going all the way" ...Tonight that was all going to change. She's totally and completely mine: heart, mind, body and soul. I want her to know this, as well a...
Kathy and I were always friends. We grew up together. She lived next door. She was the first girl that I had a crush on when I was in kindergarten. Back then before I allowed mass marketing, advertising, commercials, Playboy Magazine, and Miss America Contests to alter my definition of beauty, I saw her for the person she was kind, personable, and smart. If...
This is the seventeenth installment of Mrs. Hart's Ache Chapter VIII Goddesses are hard to cum by ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: see the Index of Terms for the definition of any word with which you are not familiar. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of his ne...
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Chapter 5 - Slave Training: Day 3 Morning found Tawny unbound again after three nights of passing out completely bound; she could not remember someone unchaining her. She stretched out and tried to work out the kinks in her muscles and joints. The last two days of intense bondage had a stiffening effect on her body. Not that she was complaining, just observ...
Vicki's Viewpoint Chapter 2 The clatter of the older Mercedes-Benz diesel brought me to peak through the curtain of my bedroom window. I smiled and watched as Mr. Schmidt went through his ritual. He placed his glasses on the dashboard; placed his wallet in the glove box and locked it; placed his cell phone under the front seat; and then examined himself in...