Chapter 1 It was the end of another twelve hour day for what had been a six day stretch for Amber. She slumped onto the sofa and rested for a bit. Stress squeezed the muscles in her neck and head, putting her fingertips to her temples she squeezed her eyes shut and rubbed in a circular motion. Just then the door opened and closed; she didn't look up. "Tire...
The people and the story are all fiction or fantasy. Hope you enjoy it. ***** Christmas/Birthday Gifts The Aftermath her sexual awaking When I arrived home from work Tuesday afternoon, she was waiting dressed in the red halter top mini skirt and red 7-inch heels. She raised the hem of the skirt to show me she was commando. I should not have been surpris...
Rules and Punishment: Complete Control The third rule and most important one after the two fundamental rules, was that she was to always follow any of his instructions without question or hesitation, even if the instruction would cause her to break a rule (which she would still be punished for). He had told her that if she ended up breaking a rule do to an...
Your farmer made way down the hill towards the barn. You followed, casually sauntering down the hill, managing to pick up some speed in your descent. Moving on all fours had become second nature to you. Keira followed slowly. You turned and looked back at her with the dopey smile of a placid cow. She looked sad. You couldn't figure out why, maybe she needed...
Forward: Please note that I am an aspiring author with a specific story to tell, of which this submission is a significant part. I greatly appreciate comments regarding style, composition, and similar related feedback as I am trying to hone (if not just plain develop) my writing skills. The following is a true story from our life. ***** Some situations i...
Me and Angel laze around her apartment, watching public access TV on a Saturday afternoon. We have all the fans on high plus the window unit, and it's still a million degrees. I lie on the floor with a wet washcloth on my head and seriously consider buying an Eggmaster. Dax's ice cream truck rolls down the street playing "Turkey in the Straw" and I scrambl...
There was no doubting her good looks, perhaps early forties, trim and taut. She moved with a natural grace that was obviously deliberate. He tried not to look but found himself stealing glances in her direction. Once or twice he thought she might have noticed but if she did, she gave no sign of having done so. It was 10.30pm, the hotel bar was empty and he p...
Ev is my slave in real life. She is a beautiful Asian slut. This is the story, written by both of us, telling of what happened following our first explosive weekend together (described in Enslaving Ev on Literotica) ... * Master ... I looked across at Rika and smiled. She was slowly undoing the buttons on her shirt in an attempt to entice me into fucking...
I went to work for Fleetwood Mac as a roadie in the late seventies. They were already huge, 'Rumours' was number one with a bullet, as they used to say, and they could sell out anyplace at anytime. Unbelievably this was my first gig as a roadie and the only reason I was hired was due to my brother knowing the tour manager. I knew what to do, I had been aroun...
The cool night breeze made Angel feel colder that she already was. She was 18 and quite young to the world. She looked at the darkness that surrounded her with her innocent look that could melt even a heart of stone. She turned around trying to close her eyes and sleep but the alley did not provide a very good sleep. She was very beautiful for a girl living...