The images were black and white and had the grainy appearance of an old movie. The screen was small and the Reverend realized immediately that he was viewing a security monitor and that somewhere in the garage behind him, the camera was pointed at Jessica. Looking deeper into the screen he saw how the bright lights reflected off the shiny concrete floors and...
I have included the last few lines of part 1 so that the story flows. Kasey then ordered Gabby, "Get me the cock rings." 'An interesting turn of events, but probably a good idea considering my current state' I thought, but then wondered why she had used the plural. Kasey then took the first one, stretched it and slid it over the head of my cock and down t...
This is the story of my wife's initiation to the bored housewives club. My wife Sally had been telling me for ages how she wanted to earn some extra money but had lost all of her confidence since leaving work 14 years ago to start a family. Being the supportive "new man" I would look through the local ads and suggest some to her knowing full well she had no...
I have been driving for about two hours now. The steep mountain roads have given way to a flat stretch of highway and I can finally allow myself to relax and indulge in a bit of fantasy about the possibilities of tonight. The sense of excitement that has been gradually building in me all day starts to increase and I can feel myself getting wet as I try to im...
Wayne was urged to sit after his back was dried, now the slave girls brushed the front of his body with the towels. Seeing the interest the guide had in his cock was a boost to his ego, she was risking punishment for a glimpse. "Master would like a drink?" she asked as a fluffy robe was slipped onto his arms. He said nothing as she poured a powder blue liqui...
Master told me that I had to be a good girl. First and foremost, it was the only thing that I really needed to do. Be good. Why was that such a hard thing to do? He purchased me from traders when I was quite young, and all I have known was his ownership of me. I loved the house that I grew up in. The lush garden and the ruthless games of escape and capture t...
I tried to capture the emotional connection between dominant and submissive in this story. It might start a little slow, but I hope the second half makes up for the slow start. I would welcome comments from both dominants and submissives on the interaction of mistress and submissive in this story... Susan felt as if her heart would beat right out of her che...
Facade: The Student Prey Lewd Linda was sitting at her computer feverishly typing away and giggling to herself in her second floor sitting room. This scene was common for every Thursday at dusk for the past year. She would get three cokes that had been in the freezer all day, put them on her cherry wood desk by the open window, turn on the computer, and ta...
Like many before me, I find myself in a rut. Same-old day-to-day frustrations at work, nothing seeming to inspire me and nothing to look forward to saving the day I can chuck it all in and walk away a free man. I do my best not to bring my gorgeous wife down with me, but the emptiness pervades everything I do so it is inevitable that she is affected by my ma...
"Tonight was the night," Nell thought nervously, as she unbuttoned her work blouse and unzipped her black pencil skirt, letting it slide to the bathroom floor. Looking at herself in the mirror standing in just her matching red lacy bra and panties she hoped he would like her body. She had worked out for the passed several weeks preparing for this night. As s...