Lessa combed her hair and stared at the letter from her Grandmother's lawyer. The note was three weeks old and was informing her of her inheritance of her Grandmother's house. Nova Scotia was hours from Lessa's busy life, but the lawyer was insisting she had to come and sign the papers for the old A frame house in Asheland. Growing up Lessa remembered the le...
MA'AM PART FOUR - MISTRESS FAVORITE SKIRT In retrospect, it was one of the dumbest things I have ever done! The only excuse I can offer is that I was a bored teenager on a hot summer's day, and I wasn't thinking straight. Mistress Mona, whom I shall hereafter refer to only as Mistress, and I had gone into town to go shopping. We had bought some clothes for...
Her arms stretch out above her head, grasping the silk scarves holding her in place. She wiggles her legs a bit, testing those scarves as well. Her eyes travel up the length of His body, settling on His eyes. She shivers at the gleam there, anticipating His plan. He just smiles, knowing she will be pleasantly surprised. He grabs a towel, tucking it under he...
Madeline teased her cunt as she enjoyed a shower in the accommodation which seemed to have an erotic personality all of its own, but resisted the urge to bring herself off again, she wanted to remain nicely aroused when sampling the atmosphere at dinner, excited at the prospect of the indulgences to come. The warm sunset glowed through its windows, illuminat...
Daughter spanks mom Janice almost fell into the house with Charley. They had dinner, danced, and drank too much. Catching a cab home was necessary, just as fumbling in the back was essential. Her mother was there, and for a moment Janice felt guilty. Janice thought her mom was going to send her to her room. Instead she gave her mom a big grin, and wrapped...
He and she stands in the hallway of the Indian casino in front of the room numbered 420. He hesitates as he reaches for the key. "Are you ready?" He asks. "Gawd yes!" She sighs emphatically, then sheepishly and in a low tone so no one near would overhear her and adds "Master." Quickly he slides the key card through the slot and opens the door as the fantas...
The text message seemed innocent enough: "Please pick up a hand of fresh ginger on the way home from work." I knew better though. It was Thursday night, the night I offered her my senses and she overwhelmed them. On Friday morning I knew I would be tender and tired. I won't lie. I was very nervous. I had never tried this before and I was not sure I wanted t...
---------------------------------- Chapter 7 ---------------------------------- A few days had gone by after I had paddled and caned the girls, then forced them to fuck each other with clamps attached to their nipples and pussies. I had given them a break since their ordeal, generally leaving them alone, except to give them food and water. Whenever I was...
After I'd been married for only a year, I sensed that I was constantly complaining about my husband's behavior. Where I tended to keep my things, especially clothing, neat and orderly, Brad threw his dirty laundry all over the place and seemed to have assumed that someone would pick up after him. He also criticized me if I didn't get home before he did in ti...
Clark Stevens was a pillar of society; a well-known financier looked up to by many with envy, but he had a fetish which no amount of money could pay for. He had a daughter of his own, and had had more than a passing interest in the friends she often brought home with her; the pool in the garden visible from an upstairs window, where he would nurse his erect...