This is part one of a long story about a young submissive girl learning about herself sexually and learning to please her Master. This chapter is mainly build up (at this point, she doesn't know that soon she will be entering into a D/s relationship). I have included one sexy scene. I will include more in later chapters when the characters have had more time...
London 1993 For a few months now I had been working a very full week in central London then every Friday evening hopping on a tube train and travelling out to West London to meet up with a girl I had known for the last year. The relationship with Dee wasn't ever going to last but we were having a lot of fun. The sex was chilled out, laid back, not exactly t...
Mr. Morison looked at his two 18 year old daughters and gave a long sigh. The girls, Samantha and Sarah, both had bodies to die for but the manners of well spoiled princesses. He knew he had spoiled the girls all their lives and especially after his own wife's death, giving them money to go to the mall whenever they wanted, sending them to an exclusive board...
My girlfriend Brittany, and my friend Terrance go to college with me. We all share a small apartment near our school, but it was just Terrance and me at first. Brittany and I have been dating for over a year, and she moved in with us a few months ago. Terrance and I were high school friends, and he is one of only a few black friends of mine. Brittany is defi...
As a young child I spent many of my summers working at my Uncle Jim's pet shop. I loved animals and since my parents wouldn't let me have a pet, working there was more like fun then work. Don't get me wrong, lugging around large bags of dog food and cat litter wasn't easy or fun but getting to play with the animals afterwards made it worth while. As I grew...
My Darling, I find it more difficult than I imagined it would be to be separated from you. The worst part is not being able to pick up the phone and hear your soft, sweet voice in my ear. They say write about what you know. This may be familiar. I hope it makes you smile, I hope it makes you wet, I hope it makes you remember... I remember every second of...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. "A true soldier does not fight because he hates what is in front of him, but rather because he l...
I awake early that morning, rays of bright sunshine slanting through the blinds' parsed divisions, pressing invadingly against my closed eyelids. I stir and yawn languidly, reaching out with a probing hand beside me, expecting to encounter your sleeping form, yet, my fingers meet nothing but empty space, grazing almost regretfully across the cool sheets. I...
BeeBe and I lived out Aristotle's definition of friendship: "A friend is one soul which dwells in two bodies." For a bit over 6 decades we were best friends and best lovers-the kind that knew everything about each other. I'm not exaggerating a bit by using "everything!" We knew each other's best and worst moments, our embarrassments and joys our habits, our...