If you've never been to Wal-Mart at four in the morning, you have no idea how quiet it is. How every little sound echoes like mad, chasing itself around and around until it finally fades out. Sure, there are the stockers, but there's never enough to fill every aisle, to watch every corner. I couldn't sleep after I got off work, and, armed with my long-overd...
It was 12:30 as she boarded the ship. She was so nervous, she had never been on a cruise before. Somehow the thought of being in water that you couldn't see all the way to the bottom was unnerving to her, especially when the thought came back into her mind that she wouldn't be able to see the coastline after tonight. She shuddered as she stepped of the gangw...
This story was co-authored by jd2016. The Slave Diaries-Swingers Party Masters Note: My slave, Bonnie, has been with me for 2 years. When I first meet her, she was beautiful, but shy. She has this Marilyn Monroe quality, a breathy voice, with a Scarlett O'Hara southern drawl. When you first see Bonnie, you see this 29-year woman, with brunette hair, that...
Changes. Our plane touched down at the airstrip in St. Louis and we went home. I ordered Chinese food to be delivered and we had dinner while I began doing my laundry. She seemed insistent that she would take care of hers at home. Soon it became clear why. After dinner she held my hand across the dining room table. "Joe, we need to talk." "Sure baby, Wha...
i felt hot, almost feverish, but my sweat was cooling on my skin. Like i just walked out of a sauna. Only i wasn't going anywhere. i was strapped down on elbows and knees. my mouth was closed and i was breathing hard through my nose. my senses slowly reawakened and i realised the left side of my face was stuck to the soft leather of the training table with...
Chapter One: First Time Part One: Swaying in the Shadows I'll never forget that night. What started out as a typical night out at the clubs turned into a life-changing event. And it all started with her, the woman. So lustfully mysterious. I remember when I first saw her. It was a club I had only frequented a handful of times, El Villagio and I had waite...
Val slid her somewhat sore ass onto the driver's seat of her 7-year old Beemer. It had been the one extravagant purchase since her first big advance check rolled in from, "The Killer Smoked Camels," the first in a series of moderately successful Robert Preston mystery novels. Val, nee Robert Preston, was not an impetuous spender, nor was she impetuous on muc...
Carmen heard, around the blindfold, the garage door close behind them and shivered in anticipation. The car door opened and she turned to get out. Strong arms pulled her from the back seat and lifted her up. For a moment she was afraid he would carry her across his chest, like a bride over the threshold but instead he tossed her over his shoulder and carried...
Shannon was progressing. She was not exactly a pain slut, but she was learning about her own desires. She was discovering more about her own body and how enjoyable the pleasure mixed with pain was. Faith was very happy about this development. She now had someone to share with, someone to talk to about the entire gamut of BDSM. It actually resulted in both of...
Northwest Hunters: Book Two: Finding Happiness: Chapter One Chapter 2: Facing Loss Junie woke to the familiar feeling of Bob's hand cupping her breast, his fingers teasing her nipple. The pleasant sensations echoed through her, waking her senses, making her aware of her full bladder. Lifting his hand to her lips, she kissed his fingers and slipped from the...