Authors note: This story is an immediate sequel to my first story "Carol's Christmas". The events of this story deal with the younger man named Marcus who Mrs. Carson initiated into the mysteries of sex and submission in "Carol's Christmas". * Marcus was sweating bullets as he rang the door. He burned for Mrs. Carson...Mistress Carol...and needed to be wi...
Author's note This is a work of fiction. The characters do not lead perfect lives of sunshine and roses. They are not automatons who always think, say and do the right things. The reader should be prepared for moments of darkness and surprise; there will not necessarily be fore-warning, both for dramatic purposes and for realism. Readers who have a fragile...
Chapter 11: Magic Car-Pit Ride The summers heat finally caught up with me, smothered me, as if I needed more misery. I was squeezed into a very small space and looked up at my Mistress from between her legs. She held her head in the open window, allowing the wind to blow through her hair as we raced to where ever it was we were going. I'd never been to my M...
Note: This story is the fifty-seventh installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous fifty-six episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I str...
Note: This contains an element of oral sex on a woman during her period. Pass this story by if it offends you. ***** For the next two weeks Sarah was tattooed nearly every day, Wei Jinn inked both her upper arms, thighs and her breasts, with vines and flowers. There were skulls, and a clock interspersed too. Sarah began to crave the drugs she was given an...
CHAPTER ONE: SOURCE The 38 year old in the black velvet figure hugging dress bit down on her full carmine lips. She needed a cigarette. Jane Matthews put down her half drunk glass of wine on the bar, and slipped quietly into the crowd. Her friends were all busy discussing the play. God how she hated the monthly staff trip to the theatre. Very occasionally...
It had been a long day. He had finally closed his latest deal at work and he was looking forward to a relaxing weekend. The light was just beginning to fade as he began his drive home. Nearing his house he passed by a large group of stables, the same stables he passed everyday. Today was no different; the horses were being lead into their stalls for the nigh...
This is my first story but not my last. More to come in this saga. *** It was 3 days before Halloween, and as usual, being a chef, I was going to have to work that night. Fortunately, there was a party this evening at a local club and I was set to go. I had found an old tux with tails in a second hand shop and after I'd done my sugar skull make up, I was...
I hardly slept that first night Mistress granted me the privilege of sleeping over at her house. It mattered not that I slept on the floor, tethered to her bed frame. I was grateful to her for allowing me the privilege of being in her presence while she slept. I longed to crawl in bed with her, but feared her sending me away if I violated her dictates. It wa...
It was all I could do not to accept. After all, it's been a fantasy of mine for years. When given the opportunity, I had to go for it. I had been surfing the internet for crossdressers, shemales, transvestites and transsexuals. The idea of a hot woman with a cock had always turned me on. Further, I had always wondered what it would be like to be with one a...