Chapter 01: Burglary Duo are confronted by a Super heroine It was a quiet Saturday afternoon at Majestic Jewelers, the sun had finally come out and much of the public took advantage of the good weather for outdoor activities. In the store were the owner , her assistant and a security guard. The latter was there mostly for insurance requirements and had nev...
He liked to toy with me, to play with my senses. Like the one time he had used those noise-cancelling headphones. All day he had been sending me cryptic messages. Tonight you shall feel but not hear. Hearing is the most disposable of all the senses. Okay, maybe they were obvious, but upon receiving them I didn't know what they were about. We often tr...
This story was inspired by, and is dedicated to, the magnificent Whiptress. I arrive at Mistress's at the appointed hour. I brush lint off my navy blue suit. As I straighten my red tie I feel the black leather collar under my shirt. The small lock is positioned directly behind the knot in my tie. I ring the bell, and Mistress opens the door. She says nothi...
I waited patiently in the flat in Marylebone that doubles as a part-time office. Kathryn was due to arrive shortly for an interview. I had known her for many years and we were both aware of the mutual attraction -- an animal magnetism that was, at times, absolutely irresistible but which was blended with a deep adoration and genuine respect. It was at a rug...
“Good Lord!” said Zelda looking at her watch, “time does fly when you’re having a good orgasm. Mummy will be home any time now so we had better get cleaned up and make sure we have the same story about what we’ve been doing while she’s been at the opera.” She arose from the sexual battlefield, where the hand-to-gland combat had been fierce, and almost poked...
As I prepared myself for his arrival, I wondered what was in the packaging that he wanted me to wear. I had finished shaving my pussy as he asked, not a hair in sight, smooth just the way he liked it. I looked at the clock. 20 minutes. Just enough time for the finishing touches to my make-up and to put on whatever it was that he wanted me to wear. I knew tha...
It was about 3:00 in the afternoon and Sara had no idea what she was going to make for dinner. She'd been writing all day, in a nice writer's trance, but Andy would be home by six and he'd be hungry. In general, she thought being in charge of cooking was a good trade-off for not getting an office job, but some days it seemed like an odious chore. Downstairs,...
Slipping quietly into the room, watching the torch light dance. Seeing no one, I slip behind the bar and strip my clothes, putting on my favorite apron....not much material...lots of lace and the lovely built in clips that clamp the bib portion to my nipples...growling softly as they bite in. Running my finger along the edge of the bar and glancing at the s...
Defining Qualities of LezBromeo and other LezBros: 'Has a PLAN if a zombie or other apocalypse occurs. Shares this plan in detail. Because well, you need to know.' ANNND He has a 'signature look' that signals there is danger and 'we're going out blazing.' This way you know to suit up, because you don't want to miss the action! 'Takes you out for shots when...
Again another true story from the past. Kathy and I had made friends with another couple, Karen and Steve over the past year, although we really hadn't become close friends. Ever since Kathy's 25th birthday the two of us had a very open relationship. Every week she had her nights out and so did I, there was never any restrictions on time to come home or who...