She gathered the empty coffee cups and took them into the kitchen. As she was rinsing them out a sadness overtook her. The last time she would wash dishes for her Master. Tears gathered at the corners of her eyes. She stubbornly wiped them away hoping he wouldn't notice her eyes when she returned. Her Master came and went as he chose. He would stay with her...
I gaze into your eyes from across the bedroom as you fix your eyes on me. We just returned home from celebrating our two year anniversary and, after stepping into the bathroom to change into something more comfortable, I emerge to find you standing across the room, next to the bed in nothing but your dress pants. You give me a sexy smirk and motion for me to...
Epilogue It had now been a year since she had moved in with him. It was now a year since her entire life had changed; she was a completely different person from that spoiled, comfortable, suburban girl she used to be. She had changed physically, mentally and even psychologically in ways which she only dreamed of. The last year had turned into a ride through...
If you are not 18, do not read. This is for adults only. The following is a work of fiction. It contains scenes of domination, bondage, somewhat reluctant submission, and nudity. All characters are fictitious. F-dom/F, semi conc Copyright July 7, 2007 by netsub * On Friday before the last week of Camille's 30-day servitude to her boss, Camille entered her...
The morning sun shone through the sheers, illuminating the bedroom in a shimmering light as alternating splotches a of light and dark fell across the room as the sun rays peered through the leafy canopy of the large tree outside the bed where Alderwoman Stephanie Kifowit lay. Foggy headed and still in a stupor from her nightly debauchery, Stephanie tried h...
Wanda Philogene here. I'm a young black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Brockton, Massachusetts. Recently, I divorced my African-American husband Roger Stephens and hooked up with Sean Prescott, a tall, handsome white guy whom I met at the local hospital where I work as a nurse. Sean and I are lovers, and let me tell you, this white dude can d...
Author's note: This story contains aspects of BDSM and Female Led Relationship, as well as hints of cuckoldry. While adultery can be a great source of enjoyment in fantasy and erotica, in real life it damages souls and destroys marriages. Please treat the following story as a fiction and fantasy piece only. It is written to deliver pleasure, and has no other...
Jodie lay naked above the covers, her face pressed into the pillow as the cool night air tickled and teased her spine and buttocks. Then she let out a long, very loud belch. The pizza dough was playing havoc with her digestion. But it always knocked David out cold, so she'd carried him to bed and busied herself with some chores before heading to bed herself....
Dear Clara, ok, so I think I was going to tell you more about me and Mr. Lay!!! Well after we fucked he had to go back to his room and I had to take another shower. That night at dinner I made sure to sit next to him, although he'd tried to avoid me while we walked over to the restaurant. He was totally blushing and everything, but we were sitting in a bo...
I open the door and find the room fairly dark. It is barely after 5 p.m. A dim light glows in the corner. Your silhouette is outlined in front of it. I walk over to you quickly. I drop to my knees in front of you and place my hands on your knees. I smile at you and am so happy that I see a smile form on your lips.. "Been here long?" I ask. "Yes, I have be...