A Mistress tests her slave's devotion My Mistress addressed me. "I have an ambition to get an article published in a learned journal, slave, and I need your help in some research I plan to do for that purpose." "Would you like me to help you write the article, Mistress?" "Certainly not, slave. Don't get ideas above your station. I need you as the subject...
Like a scene in a familiar painting, she lay on the bed, beautifully and unselfconsciously erotic, tangled in a mass of silky sheets. Her long, red hair tumbled around her shoulders, skimming across the swell of her breasts, tousled in sleep. She nestled her head against her left arm, her right arm lifted above her head, straining the satiny material of her...
Celeste had spent several hours readying herself for the evening. She had rested and then bathed. Her legs and underarms had been shaved, as had her pubic area. As instructed, she left a quarter inch vertical swath of short dark hairs that ran from just above her clithood up for two inches, the hairs getting shorter and dissipating toward the top. The swath...
The night was cool and damp as it lay upon her porcelain figure her lips where a deep red and her sharp teeth stood out in the dark of the night. As she walked along the dimly lit street she felt the cool breeze play across her bare face and neck caressing her gently as a lover's hands would play across her skin. The sound of loud and anarchistic music drew...
Once I realized that I liked to wear panties, I wanted to be seen in them. But I didn't want to be seen by anyone that I knew. That would be too embarrassing. I drove to the next city over and walked around with the satiny fabric caressing my cock beneath my clothes. I had dinner. I shopped. It was fun having a secret, but the excitement wore off quickly. I...
You lie cuffed to my bed, only your briefs to cover you. Your eyes are masked by a satin blindfold. I can see that your fingers grip the iron bars of the bed frame and your body is tense as you wait. At first it is so easy to stand there admiring you, watching you strain to catch every sound. But the more I look, the more I want to touch. To stroke my hands...
Ceasar * I fed intensely on the delicious blood that flowed from my victims neck. The blood tasted like heaven had been given to me in liquid form. I clutched their neck and drew back just before the victim would be on the verge of dying from blood loss. I had lost control and nearly killed the small innocent human. I looked down to see long black hair cov...
I'd gone into the city to meet my cousin for lunch. She was older, out of college now, and I tried to see her at least once a month to hear about her adventures, career, boyfriends. Plus, it was an excuse to get my parents' permission to go into the city by myself. I boarded the subway train that would take me to the city's main train station. After two sto...
"Eat that pre-cum, sissy," -- I masturbated furiously in the passenger seat of her car. I was wearing panties under my jeans, and Mistress knew this; she found it amusing. So would some of the passers by if they only knew what was going on. I could barely keep up with the complications. "And don't waste any!" she continued, sternly slapping her right index...
Luke doesn’t know where he’s going exactly. It’s way too early to go home, as his wife is only due to be getting picked up by the guy about now. Luke’s driving toward the park intending to go sit in the gazebo when his phone buzzes with a text. Annabelle: He’s here and I’m super nervous! Wish me luck xx Luke pulls over. His chest has tightened and his gut...