For someone special... ****************** Well now my little slut...what do you have to say to me? Oh Sir, I have been bad. Bad? Yes Sir. How 'bad'? Bad thoughts, Sir. Wicked thoughts. Slutty thoughts. You must tell me about these thoughts. But first I think it best if you strip naked for me. In case you need to show me about these thoughts of yours....
It was 2:36am when Samantha heard that sweet little ping from her computer even from the other room. It made her sit up straight, as if her body was primed for it. She stood up instantly and almost tripped trying to make her way over to Dale's message. She sat down at the computer, took a deep breath, and opened her instant messenger inbox... D: Hello S:...
With the warmth of Taylor wrapped around his side, protecting his bruises and scrapes, Leif looked over Taylor committing every inch of naked flesh against him. He found her absolutely fascinating. He had regretfully not bothered actually taking every moment to assess her entirely, but now here, unable to sleep, he took his pleasure as the dim light washed...
It was a calm sunny day. i had gotten all of the housework done in a reasonable amount of time. Master works until 5pm i make sure i have supper on the table. By the time Sir walks in the door, i am on my knees wearing nothing but my collar, waiting by the front door. Sir looked like he had a long day. He looked at me and gave me a little smile as he said...
Eva thought she heard someone talking as her dreams began to fade in and out. She heard her beloved Sir's voice talking in hushed tones somewhere in the distance. Slowly, she began to surface to consciousness. Without opening her eyes she felt the soft pillow under her head and her body sandwiched between a comfortable bed and a warm blanket. For a moment...
"Cocoa sir. Nodding off a bit?" "Ah what, oh yes my cocoa. Nodding off you say? Well I suppose it's getting on to bed time." "Its Thursday evening sir, here let's have a sip now." "I can hold the cup my self you know; oh very well carry on then. Ah, that is good cocoa Amber. Thursday evening you say and nearly time for bed." "No sir, it's only eight o'cl...
She is away from home on business and unfortunately He could not be with her this time. After the meetings and the dinner, she returned to her room and logged onto her computer. Hopeful that He would be online as well. Happily she saw that He was online and quickly sent Him a message. she: Hello, Sir, how are you this evening? He: I'm fine pet. How are you...
It all began with just four little mysterious words showing up on her phone one morning. This is where our story loses touch with reality. This is where our heroine begins to lose herself, or maybe it's where her journey to find herself begins. She ignores the text message, figures it is an advertisement or one of her friends pranking her. Her day intones...
With her eyes lowered all Eva could see when the door opened was Sir Dan's feet and the black leather pants of another man and the white heels and white fishnet stockings of a woman. Sir Dan walked up next to where Eva was kneeling on a slave pillow. As he ran his hand tenderly over the top of her hair he said quietly, "Pet?" Happy to hear him call her b...
Breakfast was a quiet affair between Jean, Laurie and Sir Glen. "Thank you Sir Glen for last night. You were kind to let Laurie stay with me." Jean's voice was soft and timid. Laurie reached over and squeezed her hand. "Think nothing of it Jean. It is our pleasure as long as you stay here with us." "Where is your Master?" a roar bounced in the empty entry...