Between work and whole bunch of other social engagements we'd not been able to arrange a meet up with N at The Club for nearly a month. We'd gone one Saturday night for a few hours just to enjoy the ambiance, and I enjoyed dressing you in a plunging top with no bra and showing you off to the appreciative patrons. It had been an enjoyable and we had fucked...
Andrea Cinder awoke rather early Sunday morning -- far earlier than she usually did, and certainly earlier than she would have wanted. She had slept uneasy, both because of a nervous tingle she felt throughout her body -- a real date with James! Finally! -- and because it is hard to find a good position when your ass is red and sore from a whipping. Last ni...
Dr. Jacobs entered his office with a grim look on his face. Across the desk was his patient, Kelly Kaye, star of stage and screen, CEO of a major television studio and a multi millionaire. She stood five foot four, weighed a hundred and twenty five pounds, had curly blond hair and was absolutely beautiful. She looked at the doctor and knew the news was not g...
It's almost three in the morning. My heels click in the hallway leading up to the door of my apartment. Feeling the breeze tickling my bare pussy under my short summer dress, I shiver with excitement and reach for the keys. Opening the door, I look at myself in the mirror inside and can't help but smile. It's obvious I have just been thoroughly fucked. My m...
Lindsey and I had been friends since the beginning of middle school and all through high school. We were never a couple, just good friends but that didn't mean we didn't share everything together, and I mean everything. Now Lindsey was one of the popular kids at school, she was head cheerleader, head of the school council, and leader of the debate team, no...
It was just after 7:00 P.M. Saturday evening when my computer alerted me that I had incoming e-mail. The note was brief and to the point, “We are going out tonight. Pick me up at 8:30 P.M. sharp!!!”. The message was signed simply, “MH”. Mistress Heather, or more specifically, my Mistress. You see, I am the collared slave of the beautiful enchantress, Mistres...
This story was co-written with Sandy Monroe. * One Friday morning, mid-November, I was surprised to receive a call from Ben. With his new job in the City, I never usually heard from him during the day, and rarely saw him except at the weekends. "Hi Ali," he said, sounding very anxious. "Are you free to talk?" I looked around, intrigued, a little worried,...
Thank you to my editor, c-whyte and to my proofreaders, kendo1 and rosezwild. This story wouldn't be half what it is without y'all. Disclaimer: The people and events depicted in this story are imaginary. Any resemblance to real people or situations is pure coincidence. (Thank you to scouries for use of the following statement:) This is an official entry...
I was enjoying my day alone because my wife had gone out of town to visit family. Since I was alone and wasn't expecting any company I decided to have a glass of wine and sit around in my shorts and t-shirt. I decided to watch a video and remembered I had one I hadn't seen yet. The video was with two guys sucking each other. I put the video in and got the...
Sunday Morning A text from Jamie Saturday night asked if we could go for breakfast the next morning and I agreed, stuck in the cooler at work fighting a tower of Dr. Pepper that was threatening to fall over any second. Of course it did and I had to mop the mess up, hoping a meteor was heading for whoever had fucked up such a simple job of stacking shit! I...