The traditional rite of an autumn weekend is fast football, cold beer, and good friends. But Jim was not the kind of guy who enjoyed football. He was also not the kind of guy to swill gallons of cold beer. And he certainly didn't have many friends. Jim Handy was a young and promising architect who specialized in upscale residential buildings in the recently...
I stood there in the bedroom naked apart from the ridiculously high heels I had on. They were bedroom only heels and even then I struggled to walk in them. 6 inch heels are not designed for everyday use they are designed to be fucked in apparently. Ideally with legs up in the air wrapped around a mans body but in this moment I was stood there facing the end...
DISCLAIMER: All and any Breath Play displayed in this story and all MY stories should NEVER be attempted without the proper education and caution and precautions and trustworthy partner. EDUCATION IS KEY! Author Note: This chapter is dedicated to a particular correspondent I've had the recent pleasure sharing feedback with. She'll know who she is! MU...
(This story is fantasy written by me for fun. It contains spanking and humiliation. Please do not read if this bothers you. All characters are 18 or older) Both of my young ladies sat in the back of the car with raised skirts, with both sets of panties down to their knees as they sat on the cool leather seats. They were wearing their punishment outfit, w...
I woke up the next day, the night before a haze. I couldn't believe the things that Sarah had done to me. I couldn't believe how far she'd gone. Had it all been a dream? How could such an innocent, naïve young girl with such a lackluster love life have turned into such a vixen? I awoke to this haze, this confusion, in her bed, with her flowery bedspread pull...
Readers have been requesting more stories about my cats lately…or maybe I just wanted to share. Who can blame me, living with such freaks as these? Recently I’ve shared these stories with the wonderful people in the author’s hangout, and I wanted to share them with any readers brave enough to venture forth into a story about my pussies. So here are a few str...
The suite is very large, I look around and the first thing I see is the room full of packages and full of people. Then I look better, and there are indeed a lot of packages, but the people are just two. Frizo, with his customary braided white hairs and a woman, forty years old, perhaps. "Hi Jeff, hi Trish. I was waiting for you. This is Anna, my associate,...
John got back to his apartment complex late. The bars and restaurants were long closed. He had been drinking heavily at the bar. There were always a lot of cops on the street on Friday nights, and he really did not want to be pulled over on a drunk driving charge. After the bars closed, he jumped into his back seat for a little nap to sleep off some of the a...
8 AM Monday morning found me in the jump seat of Marty's Ford pickup truck. Ted was driving the truck toward the Atlantic Ocean. Marty sat beside him in the front seat of the truck which was loaded down with motorized bicycles and trailers for our trip. I sat, quietly sipping coffee, while they argued. I wasn't all that concerned, since all families argue. I...
My number one sub, Jeremy, had come up to Connecticut to spend the Christmas holiday with me. We didn't have snow this year, but there is still something magical about a New England Christmas. We spent the day out shopping and going to the little towns to see their decorations. After a lovely dinner, we drove through the local neighborhoods to see the Christ...