This is the follow-up to Slave Girl Ch 1. This is what Celia told me when we were resting. She begins to tell me the story. After you left for this faraway job I began to miss you. As Chris was still in hospital Sue offered to let me stay with her until he was well. The doctors said it was very bad and Chris would have to stay for at least 3 months. I didn...
You've got to use your imagination to picture the full humiliation. It was Christmas Eve, and I'd let myself into Charlie's apartment. I knew his office Christmas party would go on a while, so I figured he'd be in more than a good mood by the time he made it home. I was bound (literally) and determined to extract a proposal out of him tonight. We'd been dat...
Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and are 18 years or older; any likeness to any living person is purely coincid...
Margaret feels for Coral; she knows that the healer adores her mate, yet she also knew that Coral wanted bairn someday and while Quell did not it was just as much his fault that she was pregnant, as it was hers. None the less, Margaret knows what it was like—her father had told her mother 'no more children' before her youngest brother was born. In fact, her...
The fires burned out by the time Dayo escaped the bushes. He stared at his camp, his home, reduced to ashes and blood. He walked across the desert sands to what remained of him and his master's tent. He had shared that tent with his master all of his adult life, serving Master Lewak's every need as his only servant. They had travelled leagues together with t...
"Close the door," you order and wait until the knave turns toward you. "Usually, I would ask my maids this favor...," you start before making a pregnant pause. "... but in this case, it isn't possible," you continue, lowering your eyes. "The... it's just impossible...," you sigh and turn your back on him. After waiting...
WARNING: In my stories, I tend to use the "n-word" quite a bit. If you can't handle reading that...then please leave. ============================================ Just because black slavery is done in the US, and just because the white population apologized for their actions doesn't mean that everything is okay. There are many black men in America who fee...
Here is a story that is intended to explain things to the BURN THE BITCH crowd without placating them but not being gratuitously offensive to their morality. *** Tom was out of breath from carrying the beach chairs and the cooler when they reached the sign that marked their destination. The expanse of sand was far more crowded than he had expected. He was...
CHAPTER 5 At breakfast Hal told Annie, "Paris and I are going off somewhere today is that okay?" "Why are you asking me Hal?" "He's just been polite," Paris said, guessing what was on Hal's mind. "He's wishing to add to my Montana experiences." Annie smiled and wished them a great time. As they drove off in Hal's SUV Paris said, "Annie really did wish u...
Nic actually heard her before he saw her. She was laughing with the cashier, and there was no way he could ever forget or mistake that laugh. Her back was facing him, so it wasn't until she picked up her take out off the counter and turned that he saw the bulge. She's fucking pregnant. Very pregnant, he thought his mouth agape. He stood back as she finished...