"I'm not doing it. You do what you want with her, but I cant." She got up to go inside and was at the patio door when he spoke "Your duty is to serve me. This is what I want from you, you wouldn't want to disobey me would you?" She shook her head, "No Sir, give me a minute, please?" "Very well." She walked into the apartment. He skin prickled as the c...
In the four months since I last used Diane, I'd been buried with work and had thought about her only once or twice. With the constant pressure at work, I had little free time to think about sex. When I did, it was a quick phone call to the escort service, a couple of hundred dollars from the box in the bottom drawer, and a quick encounter with the flavor of...
She closed her eyes for a moment, inhaling deeply and feeling her breath flow through her body, grounding herself and bringing her conscious mind to full attention. When she opened them again he was kneeling at her feet, his alabaster skin was so perfect, and her Nubian colored hand reached down and stroked his cheek. She smiled at both the feel and the cont...
Lana hadn't been able to see Grant--rather, see Tutor, since the first day she'd met him. She didn't actually get his phone number, and she'd made an A on the last test, so her teacher had directed him toward a more needy student. That left Lana alone with nothing more than a vibrator, stolen moments of time with it, and an aching in her loins that refused t...
Chapter 2: Z Gets Wilder I had left for Z's house in Saturday mid-morning and arrived there about noon. She had an early afternoon appointment so we did our greetings and horizontal exercises right away. The 69 was particularly satisfying for us both. While she was about her duties, I turned on football and opened up a beer. After a few beers I fell asleep...
She smiled as she entered the elevator of her office building. Emmy Rossum was dressed for work, shrewd heels, a knee length red skirt and a black blouse with a bow on the front. Emmy pursed her lips as she fixed her lipstick. The elevator dinged as she left the elevator and approached her desk. She was always there before her boss, because she knew he liked...
Chapter 07: Anari's Just Desserts The gurney was now being wheeled out and Anari's eyes stared at the ceiling and the bright lights flying along above her. She was trying to fight the feeling that she was almost looking forward to her next ordeal... As she was wheeled into the main room, Anari heard the gasps of admiration and murmurs of delight at the sig...
Fox-Janner was livid as a matronly woman occupied Miles Dunton's seat, and a very stern looking large and buxom woman with glasses, every inch the strict schoolmistress, sat in place of the diminutive Marlon Baker; though concerned by Clyde Wilson's absence, he was relieved when the seat remained empty. The remaining males gawped at the two new women; their...
"Hey, honey, are you ready yet? It's almost 10:00 and I don't want to miss the first joust." I was studying to be one of the riders and I wanted to get all the tips I could. "Just a bit more 'minor' adjusting. Could you come in and help?" I returned to the bedroom to find Lyndi reopening her heavy costume and struggling with her corset. The damn thing looke...
Getting out of Manchester was really bad that Friday evening. The rush hour traffic was creeping slowly through the city centre and no matter the urgency anyone had, it would have been quicker to walk. I turned on the car radio to calm myself. The sound of local drive time radio always soothed me, with its smooth relaxing jazz music and it had been a busy d...