Charlie Daniels stood in the hot Texas air and stared at the doorbell. He still could not believe his good fortune. He and he alone of all the site members had won the contest. He was going to be Vixen and PussyKat's pet for a day. Of course, the contest had promised happiness for the rest of his life. But he was sure he would only get the one day with Vix...
Have you ever had a really sucky day at work where when you get home you're so exhausted you can't think about anything, not even sex? Well, I had one of those days today. I came home from one of the busiest days ever and all I could think about was vegging out and watching Gilmore girls. Just as I was slipping out of my work clothes and into my dingy pajam...
Bet you know his name quite well. He is a historical figure who brought to light the world of joy of suffering. Bringing to life his perversions written in books that still roam this world where expression of his love of torture rewarded with pleasure. He believed faithfully that pleasure was much more intense after a heavy strike of many different devises o...
Continued from "The Gift -- Ch. 03"... * As we drive along behind the limo, your boss, Linda, begins to talk about the promotion she had in mind for you. "I will make her my 'Girl Friday', she will be my first assistant, and personal aide in the office. Does that sound good Master?" I glance in the mirror, looking at the expression on your face from what...
Our little trysts with Master continued for quite awhile and we all grew quite comfortable with each other. Enough so that Master gave Carrie a new name, calling her simply girl. She has come a long way in the past few months, from a prudish housewife to a horny subservient slut ready to do almost anything to please her Master or fellow slaves. Unfortunately...
The bells ring and the crowd cheers. The bells ring and Mistress is disappointed. A fine, silk blindfold covered my eyes. A ruffle of big skirts under big dresses, the click of heels on the marble floor and the whipping of capes against men's backs are all I hear. The smell of sex, sweat and champagne fills my nostrils. The bells mustn't move. I mustn't m...
Brandi had lapped at her new mistress like a good little kitten. First her nipples, then between her legs she had licked and licked. She worked hard, giving her mistress an orgasm that helped the mistress sleep. Brandi was lying awake wondering what was to become of her. It had been a turbulent few weeks and she missed her friend, Kelly. They had visited...
Stepping through the door, she tosses her keys to the table and sets her purse next to it. Sliding off her overcoat, she places it on the open hook of the coat stand. Her starched white blouse clings to her petite frame as does the pencil skirt hugging her long statuesque legs. Happily home now, she removes the chopsticks from her hair, releasing the fire re...
I woke up to a hand gently stroking my back and felt a warm, soft body against me. Jerking away, I let out a yelp as I rolled onto my back and the pain in my bruised ass brought back my memories of yesterday. Rolling back into Kiera, I snuggled in and tried to block out the pain. "Would you like to nurse on me Gianna," Kiera asked quietly. "It might help di...
"Perfect, we will see you Saturday around lunchtime then," I said as I hung up the phone. God that man was stubborn, but I guess being a multi-billionaire slave owner means you are used to getting your own way. My initial offer to breed the girls had been a quarter of my net worth, and I was surprised when Julien had accepted it. Two million was quite a bit...