**Everyone in this story is over the age of 18** I walk up the steps of the two story library, the back of my school girl skirt flipping up with each step. We agreed to meet here, our perverted minds needing satisfaction. I walk in and scan the area, seeing where you are at. I check my phone and see that you tell me to go upstairs, to the archive section as...
I hear His car pull in the driveway and already I am at the door waiting for Him. Wearing only the small, sheer little baby doll nighty He sent for me today, with my hair pulled up in pigtails I kneel down, knees spread and wait for Him at the door. He walks in the house, closing the door behind Him, and without a word He grabs one of my pigtails pulling me...
Abby had a problem. She loved her husband dearly, but their sex life was almost non-existent. She was a sexy woman, and was aware of it without being self centered. She had long black hair, pale skin just turning tan in the spring. She had pretty hazel eyes, and a cupid's bow of a mouth, which pouted at times. Large breasts tipped with dusky rose colored nip...
You present yourself to Me. Your brunette tresses are done up in pigtails and you are wearing My collar around your neck and leather cuffs around your ankles and wrists. The collar and cuffs are made from red leather, which contrasts perfectly with the creamy complexion of your soft, smooth skin. The cuffs on your wrists and ankles are not yet interconnected...
Michael awoke to a faint humming coming from somewhere off in the distance, muffled and tinny, as though he were hearing it through old headphones, or new Beats. As his eyes adjusted to the dim light he could see that she was in a large, barren room, clean to the point of sterility. Had he gotten into an accident? Was he in a hospital? He tried to sit up but...
She knew that she was on the wrong side of the city, that she could be in danger here, she just did not care. She needed this, and she would do whatever was needed to get it. Although she was starting to wish she had brought a coat or jacket of some kind. As she walked down the street, she knew her young, slim body was drawing the gaze of anybody around, and...
"You wanted to see me, Jack?" I said, walking into his office. It was warm and large with a fireplace. He nodded, puffing on a cigar. "Yes, yes, Mya Dear. I wanted to speak with you about your next film. Sit, sit! No need to stand," he said gesturing to the single chair opposite him on the other side of his desk. "Okay, but shouldn't you be speaking to Ang...
You are bound to the bed, completely immobile although you can move your head somewhat. Silk neckties are binding your wrists and ankles to the headboard—leaving you spread wide open, completely accessible and vulnerable. Your head and shoulders are slightly elevated by the pillows piled beneath. A black silk scarf is tied around your head, covering yo...
(Note to the Editor: The following story contains boldface only in the title and italics throughout the story. Thank you) * (Thanks to all for the positive feedback on the first installment. God bless you all. I guess it is my duty to continue with this documentary of how the relationship between Red and I progressed. Sorry for such the long time, but I ha...
A Special Edition This is a special holiday edition of Martin. It isn't actually part of the Martin Hastings story line, but uses existing circumstances in the story to present this short story. ***** "Well I think it just lovely Mrs. Vargos," Leanne said admiring Martin's Easter dress that was designed for him by Felix. "It is childish Leanne. It's a l...