I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** "I want to thank you for meeting me for lunch. I know you probably would have turned down my invitation had I made it on m...
Aayla and Lysha silently made their way out of the backroom, passing the pair of Weequay guards with a pair of flirtatious smiles. Mane looked disgruntled as the Twi'leks approached him and tucked away his small blaster into his coat. Aayla nodded once to him to confirm it had gone according to plan and his face brightened with a small smile. "Well let's fi...
Teaser – My New Life My name is Traci, I am in my earlier thirties, single, 5'4", about 110 lb. with blond hair. I was a very conservative young lady, living with my long time boyfriend until I caught him sleeping with our neighbor. It seemed like a big deal at the time, now not so bad, I left him and went to live with my friend Claire and her boyfriend C...
Chapter 5: A New Day Has Come Monee awake in the dark, she turns on the lamp and sees that it is only 6:00 in the morning. She looks out the window and sees that the sun has rise in the horizon. Back in India, she would have to get up, and ready to work in the field after she prepared good breakfast for her in laws. Slowly she rises to her feet and gets d...
Authoress's notes: This story takes place very soon after the end of the Second Galactic Civil War. It is a prequel to Imperial Prostitute SX-51472. Thanks to meathead96 for editing this entire story for me. Star Wars: Imperial Prostitute SX-51472 ZERO Chapter 5 of 8 Jaina awoke and was momentarily startled that her hands were trapped behind her back. She...
In several of the homes I cleaned I found myself in situations that I had always fantasized about. When I decided to go to work cleaning for other people a few years ago I had always hoped there would be one now and then that would provide a little spice in my sex life. A friend had told me that the people at some of the houses she cleaned were pretty open a...
Note: This story is the forty-second installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous forty-one episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I stro...
"Thanks to LadyVer for her editing assistance." * When I graduated from high school I stayed in town, but I didn't sit at home all day scratching my ass. Since the age of fourteen, I had been working to save up for the college I wouldn't attend. Starting with pushing carts at the local Super-Mart, by twenty, I had become the front-end supervisor. I figure...
It was an early September afternoon. The sky was cloudless, and it was still quite warm. I had traveled to a nearby state park for a hike in the woods. It looked like a beautiful day to enjoy nature. As I walked through the woods on a well-traveled trail, I felt relaxed. I absorbed the fresh smell of the woods and the peaceful sound of birds in the trees. T...
Lights were flashing, music was bumping, drinks were flowing and bodies were dancing. Sweat scented the air along with alcohol, smoke and the sultry perfume of sex. Everywhere I turned I could see horny men with their hands tightening around their crotch. Women beckoning the poor fools while removing their skimpy garments and letting them flutter to the stag...