This is a story about a woman who finds dirty old men very appealing. As a young girl, still innocent, however of legal age of 18, I met a man that changed me forever. He was a much older man, seventy eight actually, and we had a sexual relationship for quite some time. Now a grown woman, with much more experience and knowledge I still feel a quiver when t...
The following morning Diana washed her Mistress in the shower. She was told what she would be wearing that day and Diana found every thing in the walk in closet and the dresser, placing it then on a chair next to the bed. She then dressed her mistress and helped with her hair and make-up. After dressing Marg, she followed her downstairs to the kitchen where...
Chapter 3 - Cleaning Up The Suppelty stared as we walked through rows of tents beneath the bright sun. I kept my weight on her as I walked, but the stint held up, and the pain in my ankle was minimal. The bath tents were on the far edge of the town, near the water source, the lake Yalt. Beyond the lake was the forest of Falhorn and through it the road to...
As mistress of the villa she quietly but clearly managed her home. Behind closed doors, Livia was clearly in charge. Especially when Gaius when gone for many months at a time. Livia oversaw all the operations of the villa and the estate. The managers of the farms and holdings met with her regularly. She managed the villa and staff herself. There was a cent...
Part Nine of 12 Lays of Xmas, the full novella version. I'm sorry Part 8 got posted before Part 7 - technical problem. * * * * * The Twelve Lays of Xmas Nine Ladies Dancing I can't tell you just how exhausted we all were the following morning. I don't recall what time I woke up, but Cristal had already dressed and gone. Jessica pointed out a message of t...
To say that Jake was surprised would be an understatement. He was flabbergasted. "EVA, did you modify the simulation's parameters?" "No." it stated. "How can she talk then?" "Unknown. But I detect a foreign element in the simulation." EVA responded. The beautiful girl just sat there, looking at him adoringly. "So, nothing changed in the simulat...
Mark answered the door. On the other side stood a tall young man in a courier's uniform, carrying an electronic clipboard and a bulging padded manila envelope. Mark ushered him into the apartment. "My office is over here," he said, escorting the young man through a very modern parlor to a stark wooden door, and through that to a wide, well lit room with fil...
Note: This story also contains strong interracial themes. So if you don't enjoy reading about white women and black men...then this might not be the story for you. Please do not bother sending me hateful emails, I don't waste my time reading them, so don't waste yours writing them. On the other hand, if you wish to communicate your enjoyment of the story or...
I live in a gilded cage, pampered but not free. My owner likes to collect unusual things. He is a wealthy viscount, living in a chateau in rural France. Attached to the mansion there is an enormous hothouse, the size of the palm house at Kew. It is tropical, with birds of paradise, exotic palms, giant butterflies and parrots. I love to wake up in the morning...
Demetrius was exhausted as every muscle in his body ached. Having been severely weakened by the endless assault and torture by the feathers, along with the dull ache in his balls with his cum locked inside desperate to get out for over a year now, he was weak as a kitten. Penelope and her servants ended up having to carry him to her secret palace, hiding him...