"A good evening, master," I purr as you walk in the door. A slow approving smile appears on your face briefly, then it is gone. Your face is impassive as you walk around me checking to make sure your orders have been followed. I continue to kneel in the middle of the room, not moving until you order me to. My hands are behind my head, causing my breasts to...
In Chapter 1, Steve met an older black executive lady online and agreed to meet her at a gay bar even though he is totally straight. He finds her very intoxicating and asks her if she will be his Mistress. They leave the bar and head to her place to get to know each other better. * Really felt that I was in way over my head but didn't want to walk away fro...
"Hello? Mr. Brown? Are you busy right now?" The balding man sitting at the old wooden desk, as was his usual practice, didn't even look up as he answered the question, holding up a solitary finger in a very obvious, and very annoying, injunction to wait, "Just a moment, young lady, and I'll be right with you. Why don't you take a seat?" His hand vaguely ind...
Author's note: While it isn't absolutely necessary, you might wish to read part one to find out how we got to this situation. Or, not. It does explain some potentially confusing things, though. I think this is a bit hotter than part one, though being too close to it, I could be wrong. We were both adults. No one was harmed in the writing of this story, thoug...
Disclaimer: I do not own iZombie. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Peyton Charles was reviewing her files on the Mr Boss case. Or at least that's what she should be doing. What she was being paid to do. But she wasn't. She felt guilty for it, but she couldn't stop thinking about what had been happening lately with her best frie...
The time has come for me to go off for 2 weeks on a business trips and I am running a bit late cause I have been spending ever second I can with you, finally one last kiss and I rush out the door. Over the next few weeks you decide to torture me and you send me naughty pic and describe in text all the naughty dirty things you are doing thinking about me but...
Chapter 3: The girls kick it up 3 notches when Ripley's uncle dies and leaves her a small farm. It helps to read the first two stories but this one could stand on its own. As she unlocked the front gate, Ripley still could not believe her uncle Bobby had left his farm to her. Most of the family assumed it would go to one of his sisters. Ripley could only a...
The following is a work of fiction. If reading it will get you in trouble, please don't. (M/f, light sm) Copyright 2001 by Yvie. Please send me feedback and give me story ideas! * * * * * My boyfriend and I had just gotten back from a night out. I was 18, and he was 25: we went to clubs often, though sometimes we preferred to go out with friends. We went t...
To the Reader, my Master has granted his permission for me to submit this story. He is a good Master and has won me. The door on the long black car opened quickly. His eyes were glued to the long stockinged leg that gracefully stretched out. It's red shoe landed directly on the edge of the puddle. The second leg followed, almost sliding down the length of...
Prologue: In case this is the first of my stories you've read, there are a few things I've skipped over in this story since there are several other stories I've written about this same sub. I tend to write a story after almost all of my sessions with my toys. But I publish very few of them online. My name is Pepper Rodgers. I'm a 19-year-old Domme, living...