She tightened the knot on my wrist restraint before she stood up from the bed. Her long flowing red locks danced over her shoulders as she straightened her outfit. Making sure her emerald green corset was in line, and everything was still in place. She was blessed with an ample bosom, but was not prepared to unleash them yet. Her corset was full, and her je...
The sermon in The Great Hall "I see Them! I see Them" I think, bubbling over with joy. If I had a tail, it would be wagging. Since I'm a slave girl, I arch my back to stick my tits out as far as I can, spread my knees wider. I'm jealous that server girls greet Mistress Carolyn and Mistress Nancy and I can't, but of course that's the way it's set up. I have...
This is a story of how my wife became a slut for bbc. My wife has always admired black men and finds some of them very attractive. My dream was to see her in a state of wild sexual abandon where she loses all her inhibitions and is all about the sex. She has been close to this when it is just the two of us, but I always felt that she never quite tapped into...
When a Korean family rents a nearby Summer cottage, my dear mother volunteers me as an unpaid woodwind tutor. My student is a pretty college freshman named Su-Yun. Actually, she'd be a knockout if she weren't so painfully shy. She has long bangs that hang over her eyes, which she occasionally brushes to the side with her fingers long enough to give me a ba...
I stood over the pit looking down at the eggs, some of them would hatch soon, and those that had lay empty, the baby succubi buried in the soft Earth, sleeping. This is where I was born, or rather hatched as are all succubi young lings, some are born elsewhere I’m sure, but their survival is unlikely. I remember the soft Earth, sleeping curled up, being pull...
Chapter1 Arthur’s Story Guinevere, my love, my soul mate... My absolute pain in the arse. They say behind every great man there is an even greater woman... Yup, whoever said that was obviously in his wife’s bad book. I mean, I’m never out of Guinevere’s bad book. She may as well be writing a fucking novel. It must have a contents page that reads like a parts...
In this world there is no one else, there is only you - my god, my master, my keeper. My own self falls away, I am devoid of a name, of an identity, of a person. I am transformed, I am elevated to pure energy, I become my true shadow-shape. You whisper into my ear and pour me into the mould of your desire. Sometimes I think I could disappear forever beyond t...
Synopsis What starts as a magazine interview ends in a life changing experience. When Irene is discomfited by questions, her replies are not always the ones most desired. Comment For readers with a little less time than is needed to read a novel here is a try of mine at a short story. It sort of fits with the rest of the world that I have written about in...
Yes, that's me. A member of that ever growing group of men whose wives stray on a regular basis. Helen and I have been married for several years and, right from the start, I knew that there was never going to be a way to stop her going with other Men. A strong woman, my wife, she knows what she wants and usually gets it. A little younger than myself, her 5ft...
Chapter One This is a day that I have been planning. We are alone at home. I just told you that we have a totally free weekend. All the children are spending the weekend with friends on sleepovers. So starting in ten minutes until Sunday morning at about ten o’clock we will be having fun. I select the clothes that we are to wear today. I place them on the...