Summary: Barbara is abducted by two vicious women. They transform her into a sleazy whore to use as their sex toy. Narrator: the former Mrs. Barbara Carrilla: snotty, authoritative CEO, divorcée, mother of two daughters. Fabulously wealthy. Stunning, imperious, feral. Snide bitch. Her breasts must be swollen with venom instead of milk. She doesn't speak, s...
(Author's note: This is one of those stories that pretty much wrote itself. I began with a basic premise, a fantasy, but as the characters developed, it turned into something more. Admittedly, it has a bit of a Deus ex Machina ending, but I hope you enjoy it.) *** "Prostitutes are like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get." Okay, so m...
My wife Michelle is a high powered lawyer in our town, which is a medium sized Midwestern city. We've been married for about 22 years. About 3 years ago we were in a bit of a doldrums and I decided to spice things up by renting a room at a sex motel in the seedier side of town. The motel was one with themed rooms and Jacuzzis. To my surprise Michelle dressed...
This time, he was searching the net with a difference. What was he looking for? Well a Call Girl, High class, Prostitute, an Escort, call it what you will. He was finally intending to carry out his lifetime ambition... Mark was now in his early thirties. Tall, reasonably handsome, and the gift of the gab, he had never had any trouble finding female partners...
Paul smiled and said “three things, first, take that dress off, go take a shit and empty your bladder.” I did what he said and when I finished and went back into the room he said “Ok now lay down, it is time for you to take a nap. I am going to insert these three eggs in you, and put on this lovely butterfly over your clit after I lick you to sleep. I know y...
(In which Beth strips in public and finds that she enjoys exhibitionism) Beth tried to back off from the relationship because of my coming departure and she succeeded in keeping it on a platonic level after our Christmas idyll. I respected her feelings and didn't do anything to reignite our affair. Adele in her way helped by insisting that I come home right...
Dona Britt was a sexy mid-management Human Resource executive known for her quick wit, her grace, her style, and her impeccable dress. It was often joked that Dona had direct deposit to Nordstrom and Saks Fifth Avenue. She always came to work smartly dressed with all the appropriate jewelry. There was never a strand of hair out of place, her desk was spotl...
I first noticed him as soon as I entered the store. He was standing in the fruit and veg section, squeezing the honeydew melons to find a good firm one. It was late into the evening -- past ten o'clock -- and there was hardly anyone else in the shop. I was only there because my bloody in-laws had called half an hour earlier: they'd be down from Dundee tomorr...
Felicity Grahame was the 35-year-old wife of the local parson in a small English town. She had no children of her own but was a stepmother to her husbands 22 year old son from a previous marriage, the first wife had runaway with the church organist when the son Robert was only 1 year old. She had met her Husband Edward at the church fellowship and had agreed...
Even I had to admit my choice of outfit was a little over the top. My sweater showed cleavage (thanks to Wonderbra). At mid-thigh, my pleated skirt barely covered the tops of my stockings and garters. Four inch black heels completed the just-this-side-of-streetwalker look -- but, I figured if I was going to talk the talk, I'd better walk the walk. Past exper...