The masseur looked up as the Sandy came in. He had seen her around the club before, but never here in his private massage room -- and here she was, dressed for her work, but with her hair still platted from her morning run. Simon, the masseur explained that it was a service that he provided for those special ladies - those who had come for refreshment and r...
Olga was raised in a traditional Spanish family; she never missed a mass, never swore and never went out without a duenna to accompany her. Her grandmother, a lady whose maid had laced her into a corset every morning, believed that all respectable ladies should be girdled. This outdated concept was forced on Olga at a young age. The women in her family were...
The Worst Chain Story Ever Ch.01: Matching His Fetish Copyright Oggbashan May 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Note to Reader...
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She has had a hard day at work. She was on her feet all day in those high heels. She drove home and she knew she needed some relaxation She got home and opened the door and saw me sitting on the sofa watching TV as I had arrived a few minutes earlier. She tells me about her day and how rough it has been. She tells me she is ready to relax and that i...
Part 2 Later The Same Day She had woken in the dark, the feel of cloth in her mouth and something across her face puzzled her. Automatically, she had brought her hands up towards her face. Before they got there she had become aware of the cuffs on her wrists and something running down between her legs and fastened behind her. She had panicked and begun to...
Breakfast was a quiet affair between Jean, Laurie and Sir Glen. "Thank you Sir Glen for last night. You were kind to let Laurie stay with me." Jean's voice was soft and timid. Laurie reached over and squeezed her hand. "Think nothing of it Jean. It is our pleasure as long as you stay here with us." "Where is your Master?" a roar bounced in the empty entry...
Chapter one The preparations for my wedding proceeded apace, I was never allowed to see my wedding dress and was kept hooded during all of the fittings for it, these fittings were numerous and each time the skirt was made tighter, I wondered how on earth I would be able to walk in it. My training in every area increased, my voice coach visiting daily, my co...
Six months had passed since she had shared her secret. Six months had passed since he revealed his and now here she was, in an upscale hotel room, waiting. She sat there on the large bed in pink cotton cheeky panties and a matching pink bra. Her hair still damp from the shower. She stood up and walked over towards the door and flicked off the lights then wal...
Another city, another business meeting. I decided to stay an extra day or two, after all I deserved it, plus no one knew me in this small out of the way spot. I checked into a motel on the outskirts of the city, a sleazy one. The room was everything I wanted, tacky green wallpaper, a big queen sized bed, tiny bathroom complete with a full length mirror, a c...