Ella took the chain from their collars when they reported to her, together for the first time, in the morning. Pepper's eyes were exceptionally bright this morning, and slave looked full of vigour and ready to carry out any command that befell him without the slightest hesitation. Pepper gripped his hand tightly, lest she should suddenly wake from this beaut...
Authoress's notes: This story takes place within a few months of the end of the Yuuzhan Vong War. It is the fifth Star Wars story I have written. Unlike the last three, this one is not a sequel to any of the others. I hope you read them anyway, and enjoy all of my stories. Please leave me feedback, public or via email. Star Wars: Jaina's Discovery Chapter...
Chapter 28: Red Revolution The French Knickers had been a success. They had been sent out as Valentine’s Day presents to our major customers, except the pair I gave to Serena. They had been a success in a different way. Now she is in control of her life and her man, which is as it should be. A few customers had not appreciated the gift. One pair came back...
The scent of jasmine invaded the room as she opened the window to let in the cool air. Only then did she notice the rose petals scattered across the bed, blowing in the breeze. Entranced she watched each petal flutter and fall as if replaced by some invisible hand. Scanning the room she noticed the burgundy silk sheets, candles flickering and the champagne b...
She stands softly on the bare stone floor, silks caressing her skin from shoulders to just below her buttocks. A cool breeze moves through the room but that is not what causes her to shiver slightly. She scans the room slowly, raising her head. She sees the tools of her Masters' trade lying about, the whip, the crop, soft ropes and leather. The harsh looking...
(This is a two part story. This story is from the slave's perspective. The other part of the story is from the mistress's perspective. It is Training Slve Silk, Ch 5, by norma jeanne. It is probably best to read Training Slave Silk first and this second, however if you prefer you can read this one first.) * * * * * I woke up in a sour mood. I knew she had...
It is getting very difficult for me to concentrate on what I have to do today. I am impatiently waiting for the damn repairman to arrive. He is going to fix my washing machine ... the fucking spin cycle is out of whack or something. I don't have much of a head for mechanical things. I am incredibly horny though ... none of my slaves are available at this ti...
Sitting at the dimly lit table, listening to the soft strains of the music playing in the background, talking with her lover over dinner. He looked so good in his black dress pants and sapphire blue silk shirt. She was dressed in a black silk slip dress, cut low enough in the front and the back to making wearing a bra impossible. Her legs were encased in bla...
Drifting upstream through the mist our Lady feels the coolness of the shadows upon her body. Only as the sun flickers through the treetops a halo of light surrounds the lady with warmth. Our lady smiles with the warmth of the surrounds as distant echoes of falling water intermingled with her feathered friends playing their tunes of Pan, tunes to encourage, t...
Chapter 02 Change or Suffer. The Forewoman’s Husband My boss, Mr. Jones, wanted to send all the French knickers out as Valentine’s Day presents to the firm’s best customers. I persuaded, Mary, his secretary, to give one pair to me. She agreed. I don’t know why. She frightens me. She is so competent and a witch as well. Mary selected a pair that fitted me...