Brian was standing in front of the door. He just rang the doorbell. He heard footsteps on the other side and Clarice opened the door. "Hi Clarice," Brian said and smiled to her. "Hi," Clarice smiled back to him. "These are for you," Brian gave her a bouquet of flowers. "Oh, they are lovely," Clarice gave him a quick kiss on his cheek. She blushed a littl...
As always, this story is entirely the product of the author's sick and demented mind. The story is the final phase of Harry Dick's Christmas Story, written at the suggestion of a number of writers on Literotica. My thanks to DanielleKitten for her read as I was composing this little tale and anyone else who gets a chuckle from my character's antics. For thos...
Charlie was deep in it now, being assessed by Miss Bell the beautician before she started work on removing all of Charlies hair below her soon to be plucked eye line. Candice the young pretty petite receptionist was also looking on to deepen Charlies humiliation. "Miss Bell, I'm really tight, but even my little pussy couldn't be satisfied by that little cli...
Nothing underlines more my subservience to my Mistress and her power over me, than when she is fully dressed and I am naked in her presence. On one occasion last week I was in the kitchen, emptying the dishwasher, when a ring of her electric bell summoned me. She was sitting on the sofa in the sun-room, looking lovely in a light blue satin dress. Her hair wa...
This is a fantasy written by myself for fun. It contains spanking, humiliation and fetish; if this bothers you please seek other authors. All characters are 25 years old or older. *** He spanked me. I am a 43 year old owner of a thriving business and he spanked me in front of my employees. I know I disobeyed him. I know I was rude. I know I yelled at him a...
I first saw her in the elevator of my building. She was short, only about 5'1", but she was something. She was Eurasian looking, with very short cropped hair. She was thin, but not too thin. She dressed normally, mostly t-shirt and jeans, although on rare occasions I would see her when she dressed to go out at night, dressed in something provocative. What re...
- 17 - "Sweetie, we agreed about this last night. If you want your rash to get better you need to quit wearing you boy underwear for a while. If you aren't comfortable with the panties Trish gave you, you can borrow a pair of mine until we can get you your own." She waited for my answer. It seemed like she was expecting me to come to the same absurd conclu...
[Everyone in this story is 18 or over. Those offended by bodily functions should not proceed further.] Once more, with great affection, for Megs and Jen Andrea Creighton had been teaching history to seniors at the high school for only a few weeks when she found herself in a conversation with Linda Steele, an English teacher who was about the same age as An...
Flora sat on the couch, regarding a large, plain box in the middle of the coffee table. It was the diapers they'd order, damn two day shipping. She pouted at the box, which remained a large, plain box oblivious to her grumpiness. She heard David's car pull up, he'd be so excited to see they'd been delivered. She sat up straight and smoothed out her t-shir...
[All characters in this story are 18 years old or older. Readers offended by descriptions of bodily functions should not read further.] Once more, with love to Megs The worst thing about everything that was happening was that I was an 18-year-old high school girl but my English teacher still sent notes home to my mother. I had asked Miss Steele why she sti...