To my fans and followers... My sincerest apologies for the long delay between Chapter 7 and Chapter 8. I truly thought this chapter had been lost forever. I hope you enjoy it and find it as 'real' as the rest of the series. I no longer have my mentor... and I can't tell you how much I miss His input. Rachael walked out of her room and headed down the stai...
On one cold, April day, Winston found a note on his desk when he came back from lunch break. The text was face down, and written in words too small and messy for the security cameras to read. It said, "I love you." He stared at the note and thought carefully. Who could this possibly be from? Going through his memories of the day, he thought he recalled seei...
Author's Note. This is a SPECIAL INTEREST (BDSM/Lifestyle) story; it is not intended to appeal to everyone. If you are not cognizant of, or do not approve of BDSM activities, this story is NOT LIKELY to entertain you. * She had requested a BDSM session; we had a previous relationship as a Dominant and his submissive, but the 24/7 regimen was a bit much fo...
Chapter 1: Punishment She knew when she opened that first email, somehow, she just knew, that this guy would be different. When she read his commanding words full of confidence and an air of authority, even though she had never even met him, she knew. Reading his words, all the RIGHT words in his letters, brought an instant wetness to her pussy and an achi...
Chapter Three: Lezzy Debbie: I was shaking all over, and I could feel the sweat building up in my armpits and along my forehead. My pussy was very wet, and I'm sure I would have smelled it too, except that I was overwhelmed by the odor of hot, wet skin and expensive perfume rising up from Miss Steeple's bosom. I was scared, but mostly I was very excited...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Feedback and comments appreciated. * * * * * The drive to Aunt Martha's was relatively short and they arrived within thirty minutes. Martha too, lived at the edge of College Station. It was just far...
It was a long week. Work had taken nearly everything out of Nicki. She needed a break and she needed it soon or else she was going to just crumble. It was 5:45pm and her normal day ended at 6. She could damn near feel each minute ticking away like it was an eternity. It was Friday and she intended to do some heavy partying with her friends. She had even brou...
Edited by Rosmarina (whose advice and assistance are much appreciated) Please do not reproduce this story without permission. == Chapter 9 == It seemed like years since I'd had such a long phone conversation with Master. When we first met we had two or three such conversations every week for the first few months we knew each other. But since I've been wit...
I took some time away from this story but recently felt the need to finalize it. There are many different samples of other sections here (i.e. bdsm, anal, non-consent, romance, etc..) please read through and if need be revisit the other chapters. Thank you MV Months had passed and Chad and Charity had engaged in many a wonderful nights teasing and disciplin...
I woke the next day to the extremely pleasant feeling of Andy sliding his cock in and out of my pussy and his finger dancing over my clit. I moaned and my pussy spasmed around his cock, and I felt his semen leaking out and on to my thigh. Afterwards I nestled back into his warm arms and we dozed off again, his cock still buried in me. All of us were exhaust...