Gwen was feeling really tired after an exhausting day of volleyball practice. All around her people were milling towards the multiple exit doors around her; she weakly pushed past them all to get to her locker. When she finally made it to there, she found she was the only person in the aisle except for Brooke. "Hi Brook!" Gwen tried to say as cheerfully as...
"The myth about all Saudi Arabian people being rich is just that, a myth, I mean, if you believe that, then explain to me how come everyone in Canada isn't rich," Fawza Fetieh said, and the young Saudi woman tried not to roll her eyes as she and her co-worker Ali Diallo cleaned the CRA building located on Laurier Street in downtown Ottawa. It was after hours...
"I'm so sorry I made you change your stories," Ta'tan'ia told her. "Forget it," she replied with a smile. "It worked out okay in the end. Ta'tan'ia considered that a moment. "It's still wrong," she finally said. "I never should have done it in the first place," she explained as she scooted a little tighter against her. They relaxed on the bench and chatte...
One day Michelle answered an ad on a website from a Dom named Todd. He lives in the same town. Finally she thought someone who is real and closes by. The two exchanged emails for a week then finally moved to chatting on the phone. They talked on the phone for a couple of days then Todd finally told her it was time to meet in person. He set up the time and pl...
Author's note: This is the beginning chapter of a story assignment I've had for months. I hope to write more of it and delve deeper into this story. As always, feedback is welcome! *** For about a month or so, Claire had been whining and begging her Master for something different to spice up their sex lives a bit more. The whips, riding crops, floggers, c...
It had long been established that for the set of personality traits the captive presented, the best results would be achieved if she was allowed to exercise some choice regarding her enslavement, albeit limited to alternatives that coincided with the objective of preparing her for her new station in life. Thus, her own choices and deepest desires established...
Odette wakes up on cold stone, still wearing her clothes and with a metal collar around her neck. Her dress is torn and rumpled. The collar is firm and unmoving, connected to the wall by a length of steel chain. The area beneath the collar feels odd, there is a pulsing, sliding sensation and the faint scent of cherries wafts to her nose. A door suddenly open...
This story is intended for adult audiences only. All characters found within are above 18 years of age. This is the fifth chapter in a series centered on the heroine Kanesha Connors. This story was written with the help and approval of the lovely Aerielle. She is the inspiration of the lovely Kanesha and her perils. She has been a huge help in developing the...
[Author's Note: Well, some folks wanted a second chapter, so here it is. And a plot slowly begins to form. Hope you all like it. Please feel free to leave me your feedback.] Part II: Amongst the Elvaran I cannot walk the next day. Rather, I am uncomfortable doing so. Apparently, being carried by my captresses was meant to be some sort of luxury. No...
Dynamic servitude: A Master to a Daddy A slave to a son Part two. Cager's slave walks towards the address that The Master provided. Each step he feels his heart flutter, his palms sweaty and a dry taste in his mouth as he feels the nerves creep in the nearer he gets to the address. The app on his phone interrupts his thoughts and says 'Turn right a...