Roger sat in his mistress's home and waited. He had done all the chores that were expected of him in the flat. She was not messy but she had purposely left the flat untidy so that there would be chores for Roger to do. Roger had made the mistake of thinking that he would be there for forty-eight hours when in fact Ms. Whitehall had other ideas. She liked he...
Big Breasted Secretary spanked and caned by her Big Bad Boss Nineteen year old Stephanie Tweddle was in big trouble and she knew it. Glancing up from her desk, she could see through the glass partition Mr Thompson, her boss practicing his swing as he waited for her to knock on his office door at the stroke of 5pm sharp. "Oh heck!!" The ticking of the clo...
The True Life Adventures of a Mailgirl Chapter 7 -- Pay for Play by Periculum Fabula Recap: As this is chapter 7, reading chapters 1 through 6 would materially help the reader understand and enjoy the plot. The story is set in the main complex and world headquarters of TRG, an American manufacturer and distributer of various technologies, mostly electr...
Philip shifted nervously in his seat as the Board meeting dragged on. As the General Counsel, he had been through many such meetings before, but he was dreading the last item on the agenda this time. On paper, it was an innocuous update by the head of a new employee group called Talent Advocating for Change that included a presentation suggesting the standar...
I found her name in the back of a local swingers newspaper, in small print, at the bottom of a column. "Mistress Jade, Private training sessions, Become the man I want you to be." I clipped the ad and carried it around in my wallet for almost a month before I got the courage to call. A formal sounding older woman, who told me that the Mistress was busy with...
Hi. You might need to start from the beginning of the story. Please check it from Chapter 1. Thanks *** "I am a slave girl and property of my Master!" Two naked girls said the exact words in the morning in two houses not so far apart. At Dr. Rao's house, Neeta was doing squats. Once she squatted, hands clasped behind her head, she was supposed to say thos...
9 The Presentation Peter Hendon sat at his desk in the basement car park, leafing through a porn magazine left for him by the night guard. It was usually the quietest time of the day just after lunch, so he expected to enjoy two blondes caressing one another's mounds in a barn. However, Hendon's studies were disturbed by a van rolling through the gloom and...
The day began like any other. My husband was off to work, and I had got my daughter off to school. I decided, since it was my birthday that I was going to stay in bed. I awoke later in the day, and went about the house cleaning and straightening up things. It was around two thirty in the afternoon when my husband called, and told me that he had his parents...
Chapter One: The Meeting I knocked on the hotel room door. Kelly, my sex-slave, opened the door. She was dressed only in black heels, black thigh-length nylons, and a collar. I had instructed her to rent the room this time, and be prepared for my 4:00pm arrival. So far, so good. I strolled in past her without saying a word. I put my bag on the table and tu...
Six months earlier. Thomas Dawkins drove his sleek BMW through the streets of Charleston, on his way to the wealthy white neighborhood where he had just purchased a large and expensive home two weeks earlier. He smiled to himself. Thomas Dawkins was a rich black man. At Harvard he was a champion weightlifter and his coal black skin stretched over an impress...