Wendy had spent the morning crying. It was how she had spent every morning of the past two years. It looked to be how she would spend every morning for the rest of her life. The physical suffering was no longer significant. He had said she would adapt, and she had. But the humiliation had never diminished. Rather, it had increased until she could barely thi...
You are coming home after a long and hard day at work. I am waiting for you right at the front door, welcoming you with a hot, deep, and passionate kiss. My tongue deep in your mouth playing with yours. I wait while hoping so much that my Master will be in a good mood, so I will be allowed to kiss him. I am dressed only in a black silk robe. I just took a sh...
Amy stepped out into the bright sunlight of the morning, sipping her coffee casually she headed down the crowded street, off to her new job. Only a day past 18 now, she had graduated high school early, and because of hardships at home she had found herself forced to postpone college and head right into the work force. The brisk click of her heels lead her...
The next day Amy walked to her job with a spring in her step. For the first time since she could remember, she was looking forward to being in the office all day. Dreams of Mr. Davis had been going through her head all night long, and she woke to find her panties soaked. Even now she could feel the wetness gathering beneath her skirt as she anticipated seein...
Part II - F/M ending James let one night go by before calling Carrie. He was desperate to talk to her and see her again, but didn't want to let on. What he didn't realize was that she had him figured out. She knew he was desperate to see her again, and also knew that he would try (and fail) to hide it from her. After all, he was only 18 and even for someone...
I'm laying here (half sitting, really), with a warm breeze passing through the apartment, and a cool fan helping it along. The long blue skirt buttons at my waist, but falls open. It's loosely wrapped about my legs, though it clings just a little in the heat, and moves gently under the caress of the wind. The wind created by the fan cools the warm skin alon...
I arrive at the hotel half hour before you as instructed and carry out your precise instructions. I enter the shower and wash myself thoroughly, making sure that there is no smell on my body. I check under my arms and my pussy to make sure that it's hairless and just to be on the safe side, I grab a razor and shave over myself lightly. A whimper escapes from...
I was sitting waiting for Henderson, the chief trainer, to come and see me. Patiently, by my standards, but when he was fifteen minutes late I thought it time to take steps. Henderson was never discourteous and would never have been late without letting me know, unless there was a dire emergency. On the other hand, if there was a dire emergency I'd have been...
(It was late autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been captured by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for apparently being a Peeping Tom in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. I had decided not to get the police involved by agreeing to submit m...
I'm putting my story here because I need some input. I've been writing erotica for a long time, but I've never really let people read it. I know it's not the best out there, but I'd love to have your opinions on how it could improve. ------- P.S. This story is only the first of a series of them. A teaser, if you will. A cliffhanger. There will be more, if...