Hotel Pavane: The Blue Orchid Program I.A. The Ivory Desk Mme. Clarisse Brionne d'Longville Arisette, an elegant and dignified French woman of a certain age, waiting anxiously for a clerk to appear at the special Ivory Desk of the notorious Hotel Pavane to check her in, so that she may quickly disappear into the safety of her room before she is spotted and...
Part 3: "Momo! Momo!" Sonja and I were wandering around the property, calling out her name. It was getting dark and she still hadn't come, and every minute that passed was making me more worried. Had she gotten lost? Had she eaten something poisonous? Had she tripped and sprained her ankle? Had people found her and taken her? "Master, over here!" I follo...
This is a series of stories about the women of a company that uses a paw print as its logo. I make no representation as to the truth of these stories or who they may or may not represent. In this case, this is part two of a story simply called "Judie" I awoke next to Judie the next morning and looked at her. Remembering the incredible sex we had last nigh...
This is the fifth part of the series. This story starts at the end of the fourth part. I suggest you read the previous parts to understand the people and how they got to this part of the story. There is some piss play. ***** I was kneeling with cum all over my face and hair. Hans had just fucked my ass and mouth. He had cum in my ass and then spread the re...
Driving through the quiet streets of New Orleans, Jasmine still was shaking. Not a superstitious person by nature she did have sense enough not to fuck with things beyond this world and what she knew was going to go down she wanted no part of. This repulsion instinct was quite powerful so once it was obvious that some sort of crazy voodoo ceremony was going...
It was the lilting sound of her voice that brightened the old autumn forest as she sang along to the early morning music. Soon the rhythmic tap of her patent leather shoes could be heard skipping down the old, narrow path. All the animals waited in expectation till they could see the beautiful girl flowing along, enveloped by a shiny red cloak and carrying a...
I had been to the first Taylor Swift concert she held after her 18th birthday. Taylor, a beautiful rising star in the Country Western field, had been very entertaining, but not as entertaining as after the show. I had won a backstage pass, and when I entered Taylor's dressing room, I found her masturbating. She practically jumped me, and we had made love on...
Sometimes life gets in the way and busy schedules don't allow for other pursuits. Mistress and I hadn't played in nearly a month and although we shared intimacy, I was growing anxious for more. Compounding matters was the fact that although Mistress had told me I'd remain in the punishment cage for only two weeks until we could find a suitable cock for me to...
I was worried, my wife Carol had told me after her lesbian encounter with the two bi girls she may never go back to heterosexual lovemaking. But I needn’t have, by the next morning she’d got all her other urges back. She told me she only wanted sex with females occasionally as it gave her more sexual scope. She said she was still in love with me as much as...
I discovered my bisexual inclinations fairly early in life, so by the time I was 19, I had done nearly everything you could do with any combination of genders and numbers. I'm a regular guy on the outside, but in private I am comfortable in both the masculine and the ultra-feminine role. I could pass on the street as a hot, high-heeled slut, blowing straight...