Sarah felt wonderful waking up. She did not know why, but she felt like a huge weigh had been lifted off her soul. She stretched in her bed and sat, not daring to stand up yet. She decided to browse a bit on Internet, and grabbed her phone by the side of the bed. She smiled, seeing that she had received messages from both Alison and Melody on their group co...
"Look can we just call the whole thing off? We were both drunk last night and things got a little out of hand. Maybe we could settle the wager another way?" Makayla argued, obviously displeased with the whole concept. The tall ebony woman seemed a little flustered, she who was normally so in control of everything. She was truly a beautiful woman, with thick...
My wife and I traveled to Daraniyagala a rural town about 70km away from Colombo to visit some of her relatives. We woke up bright and early on a Saturday morning and took a bus to Awissawella and another to Daraniyagala. It took us about 2 hours to get there. After getting off the bus we had to walk about 2 km to her aunt's house. The trek took us through...
Author's note: This story is mainly a description of what it might be like to be a ponygirl slave, for which purposes it is set in a vague dystopian world in which ponygirl slaves are objects of use, and not selves to be cared for. There has been a conscious attempt to cover all aspects of such a life, including those that I would have been inclined to shy a...
To say Jackie was excited about her new purchase would be an understatement. Michael came highly recommended from her friend April and Jackie was ready to actually own a human. Once inside Michael took the bags and materials to the basement. "Go ahead and set up the cage down there boy then come up and see me." Jackie instructed him. Michael took the 12 s...
Chapter 23: Through the gates Mariah remembers In the end, it was easier than Mariah had ever dreamed it could be. The idea came to her as she examined her wrist shackle for weakness. Twisting it too hard, it chafed her skin. She continued to twist it, ignoring the pain. That evening, as Master Cassender lay on top of her, she raised her hands over he...
I just turned 45 years old and had been a coast to coast mover/trucker for half my life. My strength and ability to go without sleep helped me to make good money. My new tractor had the power and speed to get across the country quickly. The pay was a share of the line-haul so it helped that I owned the trailer too so I got a bigger percentage. I had taken t...
Ichigo mused that dutiful was a good word to describe Rukia. Her posture was dutiful. She knelt with her hands folded atop her legs; delicate fingers facing forward. She bobbed back and forth dutifully, sucking at an even, unhurried tempo; all to dutifully bringing him to completion. There was no flush of arousal coloring her cheeks, no sparkle of joy in her...
Punky's Diary -- a Friend's Experiences, collected by Selbryth. April 20, 2007 So, still in Charlie's palatial home in the Bahamas, that first night goes by, and then I wake up the next morning missing her so bad I can hardly think straight. I mean, I've gotten way used to waking up with a warm naked body next to me under the covers, you know? Food though...
I'm finally done with Nicole's story! Sorry it took longer than I expected. I had some distractions that kept me from writing, but they were very good distractions. If you've read my stories with Ashley, this is the same kind of scenario, where a young girl is naked and pleasured to orgasm in a room full of older women that are all fully clothed. It is the s...