Chapter Twelve: Another Play Day Work Day at Our Studio. I arrive at my studio dressed for another day of fun and exciting dominatrix work. I park my "Plum Crazy Girl." step out in my red leather thigh high boots over my black sheer pantyhose. On my feminine looking body is a red leather form fitted mini dress with loose pleated, A-line skirt barely coverin...
Leah spent four days at the little hospital under the careful watch of Dr. Larson and his two slave nurses. Carlton stayed with her the whole time. He took time to snuggle up next to her in the bed, propping her head against his chest , reading to her, letting her voice comments when she wanted or listen in a peaceful haze until she fell asleep again. He too...
I was just getting home one afternoon, at about my regular time. My neighbor was in his yard mowing his lawn. As I got out of my car he motioned me over. Curious, I walked over to the short fence dividing our properties. "John, how long have you been married to Sue?" His abrupt question and the serious look in his eyes caught me off-guard for a moment. I...
I actually managed to sleep well that night, in spite of all my worries. Lydia had clearly worn me out more than I realized. My alarm woke me at a bit after 8, and after showering and otherwise getting ready, I was at Lydia's room by 9. I had my hands jammed in my pockets as the only way to hide my painted nails. Lydia greeted me with a quick peck on the li...
Catherine stared at the clock. "Three o'clock," she thought to herself. Only two more hours until this week is mercifully over. Her mind then drifted to her husband, Tim, and how much she enjoyed fucking and sucking him. Catherine and Tim had dated for five years, and had been married for five years. Ten years with the same man can be a long time, but they h...
Towards dawn Donald woke up with a start realizing his lover was not next to him. After the bad dream Saundra had earlier in the night he was concerned and immediately got up and went in search for her. He found her curled up on the bench of the bay window in the kitchen. Her small silhouette against the early grey light made her appear vulnerable; she sat s...
***This is an edited version that was published 4/15/10. Story is the same just clean and tidy grammatically, and I think, a better opening. ***Thank you "tootallday" for your editing help and fun discussion on word usage. Sometimes, it's better to learn to be correct, rather than just be corrected. But other times... just change the damn letter! This is a...
My husband and I have what most would describe as an 'active' sex life. I am now in my late forties and he is slightly younger, and we love to play together, experiment, push the boundaries and satisfy ourselves sexually using toys, lingerie and going to parties, sexy balls and functions. I am quite tall, standing five feet, ten inches and my body has fille...
The smoky aroma of pipe tobacco wafted through the air, tickling Francine's nose. Her boss, Micah had been at work all day and well into the night working on reports for a client. She'd stayed with him in order to catch up on work she'd missed and had ended up forming a nasty habit of working late alongside her boss. She rubbed her nose and inhaled the sens...
© 2011 / 2012 Author's Notes: This is a work of Fiction. Fiction [Noun] - 1) The class of literature comprising works of imaginative narration, especially in prose form. 2) Something feigned, invented, or imagined. ie: A made-up story. Other than myself, none of the characters, events, dialog, or mannerisms which appear in this story are intended to por...