I’m sitting at my computer looking at the pictures my master has sent me, his beautiful face begging for a kiss. His lips, so smooth and inviting, his eyes so deep and mysterious. My master has power, Just looking at him makes my pussy start to dampen. He’s also been kind enough to send me pictures of his lovely cock, so long and thick. I can imagine the way...
* * * * * I decided to take to heart the suggestion that I "seek therapy" probably not in the way the advice was intended; nevertheless, I decided to use the suggestion as an idea for a story. Inspiration can come from almost anywhere, can't it? While this story is fiction and intended for entertainment purposes only the position of the American Psychiatri...
Tuesday – Discipline and Denial The day crept in through the open window and slowly I drift back to reality. Last night still playing in my mind, I notice I am alone in bed and no one on the floor. I can hear noises from the kitchen and get up to move that way. As I enter the room Leah turns, drops to her knees, lowers her head and waits. I walk close and p...
(Femslash. Rory/Paris/Ms. Peters. Notes. This story takes place after my story "Detention". As far as I can determine Ms. Peters, the faculty advisor for "The Franklin" never had her first name given. Therefore I have chosen one for her. As always, the characters are not mine. They are the creation of Amy Sherman-Palladino and belong to the WB and the CW. Th...
It was a warm summer afternoon and Aisha was out and about soliciting donations for the new mosque that was recently built in the area. She had immigrated to America from Bangladesh only a few months earlier to attend a local college and was eager to share her Muslim faith in the community. Having led a very sheltered life, Aisha was a bit wary of Americans...
Chapter 2. An explanation of benefits * Over the years he had became increasingly driven by fantasies of being dominated and humiliated by beautiful women. He had tried to put these desires out of his mind but over time they became more insistent and compulsive. He knew only too well that it had become illegal to have these thoughts and that these impulses...
Chandler walked into Rachel and Monica's apartment one morning, with a look of obvious frustration on his face. Monica was sitting at the kitchen table eating toast and orange juice. "Hey there, lover boy. How are things going with Kathy?" she teased. The week before, the roommates had given Chandler some "tips" on pleasing Kathy, with Monica coaching as C...
Autumn didn't respond, instead averting her eyes and burying her head in her arms, shaking softly. When Tabor took her by the hand he saw that her eyes were wet. He resisted the urge to roll his, pulling her onto himself, then rolling over onto her, pinning her arms. He watched the fear come and go from her eyes, once she realized he wasn't going to continue...
Hey guys! Long time no talk! So here's a new one for you! This is in no way connected to Your Love. Sorry. This is VERY different. If you are looking for a hot love story with TONS of sex this one might disappoint. WARNING: SADNESS TERRITORY I'm already attached to these characters after this first part. I am focusing more on actual story line here a...
Meeting my husband at the bar was a weekly occurrence, though today it was a letdown. He had just called and said he couldn't make it and that he had to stay late at work. This had become the normal for him. I didn't have enough evidence to say he was cheating, but I was so sick of fighting about it that I pushed it to the back of mind. I shoved it way back...