I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** "Oh my!!!" You enter the room and see me in my cage. "Gone one fucking night and you can't control yourself. Good thi...
The feelings are strong in the little girl. Nothing could change the way that she feels. Nothing. The man she has is everything that she desires. Everything that she needs. Everything that she ever wanted. Not a day goes by that she isn't happy and smiling. Content with the world as it is. She wakes up from his side to make breakfast. To clean. To suck her m...
I have always been a dreamer. Not so much while sleeping as daydreams. While most of the daydreams relate to an incident in office or profession, a reasonable percentage of the daydreams relate to sex. The very presence of a beautiful girl makes me undress her by imagination. I have a weakness for medium sized breasts, particularly where the nipple is percep...
Little One: *livks your face Little One: *pokrs your nose* wake upppp daddy Little One: *tickles your feet Little One: Talk to me before work Daddy : *smiles, then moans because I slept through my alarms again* good morning, little one xox Little One: *giggles and tugs on your earlobe with my teeth Little One: Mm..daddy.. Daddy : Baby *strokes your ch...
It was a hot day, one of those few still hot summer days we very occasionally get when nobody seems to want to do much except laze about, preferably in water, we had met in a local town away from people who might recognize us, it was market day and people seemed happy jostling around stalls, watching and buying from the various auctions we had a meal in a re...
* * * * * Click here to hear GypsyWitch tell Angela146's story.(4.25 min/RealMedia) You need Real Player to listen to this file. * * * * * This was one of my early stories. When I wrote it, I was still struggling with the idea of talking about my kinky side, even anonymously. This was the story that brought me "out", with my husband's help. I wrote the...
This story is a work of fiction. All characters and plots were created in the twisted mind of the author. * I am a kleptomaniac. I steal all the time and I do it for the thrill of the steal, but more than that I love to see the reaction people have when they realize their items have been stolen and I love to see their reaction when they catch the thief. Y...
Michael changed his Facebook profile picture. No. Caitlin changed his Facebook profile picture and Michael watched her do it. He watched her face helplessly react to the comments that poured in and he began to sweat. She had him locked up in stocks. Like some pathetic little toy. He stood there with his arms and head locked in the wooden device. Dressed in...
•ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE 18 OR OLDER• ****** A mermaid. That's what Valour had thought when he spied the floating figure in the rough waters of the black ocean. It hadn't taken them long to haul the pale-skinned creature from the inky grasp of the sea waters, but when they did his men crowded around her, bodies moving with the sways of the ship....
Alan and Beth were having a couple's night out. Unlike in the past, Alan had persuaded Beth to go a little more lady-like, in a skirt and nice blouse. The night started with dinner at a nice restaurant. They were lucky to get a little booth out of the main traffic way. As they finished dinner, Beth excused herself. When she returned, she had a little sheepis...