Christmas was only 9 days away. Master had been wearing a satisfied smirk for a month now. I was listening carefully, hoping to get some inkling of what he had up his sleeve. Master's name is Robert Jennings but I am only to call him Master. He is the sole parent to his now, 18 year old son, Brad. I am Master's slave girl and Brad has been told all along...
I slept long and sound that night, exhausted from the physical and emotional effort of the day. In the morning Lauren came to my room and got me up. She commanded me to show her that I was still wearing my panties in bed, and then remove them so she could inspect them. I was relieved to see the plug had prevented and escape from my bowels – the rear was pris...
Hi, you can call me fat ass. I have a fat fat ass that stretches my pants out like big balloons. A deep crack in between my cheeks. Some people call me Sandra, but my daddy calls me fat ass. He says that he likes my ass fat but the rest of my body should be thin. So he put me on a diet. I try my best to follow it but I just can't. He says that in the morn...
I was reading Philip Jose Farmer's Image Of The Beast. Not a book that most people would think I'd read. But during the day, I kept such a cool demeanor, that it was almost needed to read some alien bizarre sex shit every once in a while. A girl's got to get her kicks somehow. And I was sitting on top of the dryer. The little laundry mat of the apartment c...
I have an obsession for everything anal and think about it often. I only write for the sake that maybe someone else will enjoy it or be inspired by it, nothing more. I have a strong desire to share my dirty thoughts with those willing to enjoy them. This story serves as a myriad introduction to what I think about, if you like it, there's a theme, and varia...
Disclaimer: If your easily offended OR under the age of 18, you need to find something else for your reading pleasure. This story is a work of fiction. It is not intended to imply the sexual orientation of the personalities portrayed... It was two hours before show time. The black-eyed peas were all in their dressing rooms getting there outfits ready for th...
I was in my first round of physical therapy, the year before she left us. I was six. Back then, my mother used to tell me, "Life is a crap shoot, kid. Most of the time you lose more than you win." She gambled, with more than just money. She tried to teach me how to play, and while I loved the theory, I... didn't do very well when I rolled the dice. I'm sickl...
This is a fantasy written by me for fun. It contains spanking, humiliation and fetish; if this bothers you please seek other authors. The humiliation may be too much for some readers. I fully realize this could not happen in real life and I do not condone it, so please no comments in that regard. All characters are 25 year old or older. ====================...
I woke up at 8, somehow. That was a little late for me, but given what happened last night, I'll take it. As I made my way down the stairs, two things hit me. I had forgotten that the entire first floor was trashed, and I remembered I was supposed to go out with my employees after work. I suppose I could "mandate" another get together tonight because it was...
After talking to the kids the night after I'd received the DVDs, Jocelyn asked to speak with me. She wanted to meet, face-to-face, to present her case for staying married. I acquiesced asking her to come by the house the next evening at 7:30PM, telling her the kids and I would be ready for her visit. "The children will be there?" She asked with a somewhat s...