Note: this is much longer but is, I think, the hottest chapter in this series yet. Please let me know whether you agree or not. Comments are very welcome, whether positive or critical! Thanks for reading. ***** Like most things with Kim, it had been a different process. Sharon reflected on how she had trained her first actual slave as she watched Kim on ca...
************* He stood six foot one with a barrel chest. In his uniform short sleeves, she could see his muscular arms. She figured even with both her hands she could not encircle his flexed, muscular upper arm. * Oh my, * she groaned in frustration and thoughts of lustful ideas of getting to know him biblically. His look of authority was over powering her...
Transition from sleep to wake normally took Rose a while. That morning was no exception. But tactile sensations out of the ordinary hit her hard, and she struggled to make sense of them for a moment. Why was the bed heavy? Where were her clothes? Rose felt that droplet of fear grow fat and pregnant but it never fell; recollection returned and her breathing...
"Soooo. . ." Maddy said to me, as she rubbed her hand over the outline of my morning wood through my cotton boxers as we lay in bed together that Sunday morning. I smiled because I already knew where this was headed. "Yeah?" I answered slyly back. "You wanna text our neighbor and see what he's up to tonight?" She had a mischievous grin spreading over her...
Isabelle Goes to College Part 3: Sam Gets a Job! This story began with Isabelle beginning college, but now in Part 3 she is married with two kids. She and her husband Sam are trying to keep their financial heads above water and Isabelle finds her body plays a key role. Sam reveals just how strange he really is. ************** With my success at marketing...
Author's Note: Wow - almost 70,000 words later, we've come to the end of this tale! I couldn't have done it without the feedback and encouragement of my readers. I don't have an editor or any friends in the "writing business", so you readers were my lifelines as I pushed myself to meet some pretty aggressive writing deadlines. Thank you a thousand times for...
They'd fallen into a standard operating procedure. Without any real thought, Ella had developed the ability to gauge when he was most pliable and when his lack of orgasms were counterproductive. She somehow knew when to let him release a little, either through a good orgasm (which had become extremely rare) or through draining. It wasn't a regular thing. She...
Looking at Elizabeth, you would never imagine the incredible pleasure she could give a man. Everything about her seemed ordinary and uninspired. A brown-eyed brunette standing about 5'1', she preferred penny loafers, long skirts and blouses buttoned to the neck over tight jeans and halter tops. She never wore shorts or sandals, even in the heat of summer--no...
Faithful to Gina's command, I bowed. Naked, arms and knees spread, ass arched in presentation, immobile as an ice sculpture but for shallow, shivering breaths I could not quiet, I kissed Anna's floor. The chilled chain hooked to my bound testicles ran up though my buttocks and slithered down the supplicant bend of my spine. I did not dare look up, not even t...
The Training of Kristy My journey has been a whirlwind of tribulation. It started over two months ago when I had anonymous sex with a guy in a darkened room of a frat house at the big southern college I go to. I'm a freshman there. The problem was that this "anonymous" guy turned out to be a black guy. I found out the next day when he sent me a text picture...