It was a Friday afternoon, and I was walking to the dorm room hall from my last class of the day, Economics. It had been a pretty normal day, for the most part. Lots of work... plenty annoying and pushy people... awful food to eat. Basically, a typical day at college when you are ready for the weekend. Oh yeah... there were also the girls. You see, it was t...
Him I've had the same best friend since childhood. We haven't always lived close, and we haven't always been able to stay in touch. But from day one, we were...well, I hate this word with a passion, but it's the only one that makes sense. We were soulmates. We met in kindergarten, and from the moment she sat next to me on my bench and offered me her choco...
Author's note: This is a further continuation of the story involving Mistress Xanna; first introduced in "Laine Goes to the Ball" and further developed in "After the Ball." I hope you enjoy this slight change of pace as Xanna spends some time with one of her male submissives. * Bridget was exhausted. The woman better known as Mistress Xanna in some circle...
This is my first submission to Literotica, so I hope you enjoy it. Much thanks to TRCIII for help with editing. You were great to work with. Having lived in northern Indiana all my life, most everyone I know has developed a love/hate relationship with Notre Dame Football. As for me, I hate them. My wife loves them. A couple times during the year we spice...
My alarm clock went off at 5 PM. I dragged myself out of bed and looked at the calendar on the wall. Yes, that was why I had to get up. I had made a note that my answering machine had recorded a call from The White House on Elm Street. I had an assignment tonight. So I tossed on my old gray sweatsuit and sandals and hopped in the car. Fortunately I was drivi...
The retired priest's residence looked not unlike a university dormitory – utilitarian and architecturally undistinguished. Two multi-storied wings extended from a central tower that overlooked a large courtyard. Spotlights illuminated the cross affixed to the peak of the tower. Kat drove slowly past the residence and parked several streets away. At this hou...
Chapter 1 My name is Andy. I am aged 28 am 6' 2" tall and keep myself trim and in good shape. I live in a loft apartment in London's docklands area with Alison (Ali). Ali is 5' 10" tall, slim and blonde. She has fabulous 36B breasts capped with sensitive nipples -- she can orgasm just from having her nipples caressed. I first met Ali when she had a lesbian...
What would make a person spend $20,000 on a week-long session with a pro-domme? Believe it or not, Mistress Emmanuelle, the Black Dominatrix who arrogantly charged the exorbitant fee, was booked solid for eight months in advance with her popularity growing by word of mouth alone. Charles Trenton was intrigued by the concept when he read about her on his favo...
She sat in the car with the collar on the seat next to her, staring out the windshield at the Christmas decorations hanging from the streetlights. She was terrified of going home and facing the girls. Her ass burned from the whipping. She was humiliated. She was horny. She brushed her hair back and took several deep breaths, then took out her cell phone an...
Subject: The changing of the guard... Dear W.S. I have acquired documents that may be of some interest to you, see attached. The documents are police transcripts of an interview with a friend. His name is Hector, tall, handsome, athletic, doesn't drink or smoke, he's a volunteer lifesaver, speaks German and he's an architect. As you'll soon find out he ha...