Hello, my name is Kallie, and I'm a whore. Not an ordinary, everyone gets a turn kind of floozy, I'm a do what my master tells me to, so that he's pleased with his fat little plaything, kind of whore. I'm a fuck my master in the middle of a darkened park with my tits zip-tied to a park bench while a police officer who may or may not be my father fucks my t...
This is just a short story I knocked together a few weeks back; it has a bit of domination, some cross dressing, anal and oral and about five seconds of real sex, which makes it difficult deciding which category to put it in. Originally I had intended to make it longer, but can no longer remember where it was going. If you like it, let me know where you thin...
I knocked on your hotel room door and anxiously awaited a response. Despite getting through the lobby of the high-end hotel without incident, I never liked to draw too much attention to myself before meeting a client. I knocked a second time and unbuttoned the top button of the long coat I was wearing. The coat, bought for me by a former client, allowed me...
I suggest you read the earlier chapters of this story first. ************* "Oh god," I thought, "I can't believe this. Where is it going to end?" Here I was, bent over the back of the sofa in Professor Susan Bascom's hotel suite, naked from the waist down, with Susan's graduate student Laura standing nearby watching me. And to my horror, when Susan opened...
This is the third chapter of the story of Alexander and Kate, and was by far one of the most difficult things I've had to write for many reasons I won't bore you with here. It went through three drafts that I was deeply unhappy with. I assure you, the next phase of the story is one I am excited to write, and it's thanks to my readers that I will continue wri...
My name is Mandy. This experience happened to me when I was a senior in high school, about six years ago. I have never written about it or told anyone about it until now because I find myself overcome with embarrassment whenever I think about what happened with my Literature teacher, Mr. Fuller. But I also find myself aroused at the very thought of what happ...
She was waiting by the door like she always did. She wore black silk stockings with seams, a black lace garter-belt, and black ballet heels that strapped up her legs almost to her knees. The black went well with her coloring, lighting her pale Castilian Spanish skin almost to a glow and it matched her long glorious hair that fell in waves to just above her a...
It was the first time that He would be visiting her home and so she wanted to make sure everything was just right Him, making sure that the house was tidy and spotlessly clean she finished it off with fresh flowers from the garden and placed scented candles all over the house. Content that her home was ready for Him, looking around at the small but relaxin...
Chapter Three: "The next few weeks" The next morning, Monday, all was well. Jessie drove Jenny to school. Before she left her, Jessie said to Jenny, "Remember, you are to delay as long as you can until Silva shows up." "Yes mom." Jessie drove to work and had a great day. First, her immediate boss thanked her for her hard work. Then the CEO sent her a pe...
Author's Note - This story is filed in Novels but is heavily BDSM in nature so feel free to skip over it if that's not your thing! Thanks everyone for continuing to read and support this story! For those just jumping in here, I recommend starting at chapter 1 to fully understand the characters and background. Thanks also to ftw752 for continuing to give...