The prisoner had no memory of falling asleep. It usually took him a long time. He usually had to quiet his mind by force of will before sleep was even possible. He had a lot to think about after the maid left and thought he might not sleep at all. Soon after, he was sucked down into it, taken there by something that was not himself. It was as though the thic...
I had been searching for an executive assistant for some time now and had interviewed a few really potential ladies and 'ladies' -- all very skilled and would be worthy of the position, but something was missing from them all until I interviewed Jessica. The first time I interviewed her was a general 'meet & greet' interview with about 15 other girls --...
Lacey's BDSM Test Lacey's alarm rang in her ears. The sound pounding in her skull; rolling over she flings it from her night stand. Reaching for her phone she looks at her messages. None. Throwing back her blankets she rushes to get ready for school. Her closet doors slide open revealing her vast clothing options. Her brain raced thinking about what he woul...
Letter from the author: As is the case in all the stories in this series, there is a lot of female domination, humiliation and even some bi-sexual acts by the male character. If this is not what turns you on, please move on. I never understand those of you who read these types of stories and then bash them for being what they are. Some people enjoy these typ...
It was raining cats and dogs and it had been the same thing for two weeks. The rivers nearby Kyrhan's palace were flooding and many refugees had found shelter in the palace park which was ten feet higher than the rest of the plain. Kyrhan being the former local Maharajah had felt obliged to let them in. Few tourists visited the region during the monsoon usua...
My previous exhibitionist adventure at the Russian Baths had been fun, but left me wanting more. As I thought about it over the ensuing days, I realized that I wanted more than just attention — though I definitely wanted that, too. "What about getting a job at as strip club?" said Peter. I was in Peter's bed. We had just finished fucking, and I let Peter c...
Conclusion She didn't see Mr. 106 when they finally got up & went down to relax around the pool and, to her disappointment, she didn't see him at all for the next couple of days in or around the hotel. She felt deflated she hadn't seen him.She wanted to be able to look at his face and know he had enjoyed her body and it puzzled her if his facial expressions...
Ann and I were so exhausted from the activities over the weekend. We just showered and headed for work without any playing. Over a muffin and juice we talked about the weekend and looking forward to the upcoming one. We knew we would be chatting off and on all week. At lunch break, Charles called and asked if I was interested in going to the club or for h...
She was,... a difficult woman. She knew that. He knew it too..., and that is why she loved him and she could never let him go. But these days were not like they had been. He had betrayed her. He had hurt her so. He had let her down so badly she knew things could never be the same. The details of the insult were unimportant. Her days had become gray, her hope...
This is the next chapter about my first year in college. It is based on my diary from almost 20 years ago. It obviously involves interracial sex so if this offends you, please do not read further. If you like my story, you can read my earlier chapters to get a better understanding of the events unfolding. * I didn't hear from Mark or Brian for the next few...