Tess was the first face to appear on last week's hangout. He eyes flickered around the screen, and then her face transformed from blank concentration to smiling recognition. This was, shall we say, a relief. I have been working with Tess for two years. In her mid-twenties, she is around half my age but we get on well partly due to the fact we share a sense...
I sat there in my apartment, as I had pretty much everyday since my girlfriend left a week earlier to go to school in Australia. We agreed that due to the distance, we both should move on and forget about our relationship, but it was still very difficult for me all the same. So, my routine nearly every night since was to have a few drinks, feel bad for mysel...
This is the latest story of Strider and her friends, who are university students during the week, and go to The Pony Farm on Saturdays to take on the persona of ponygirls. More background and information can be found in the previous stories in the series, especially the first one. * As she did on most Saturdays, Buffy drove to The Pony Farm, accompanied b...
Molly found more confidence every day as she got deeper into her submission, she woke every morning eager to serve them impeccably and they seemed pleased with her. Within a few months all she really thought about was cock worship, keeping the house clean and what to cook them for dinner. Her masters often said she had a natural aptitude for her role; she...
Part 6 "First Use" The Weekend When Everything Changed actually started on a Thursday. I remember this because I remember everything about the weekend. How it started. How it suddenly twisted into something different. And how the end of it turned out to be just the beginning. In a few minutes, a bunch of other people will be learning the intimate detai...
Chapter 12: First Night's Bite The house of my Mistress had two floors, a gabled roof, porch and attic. i'd soon discover it had a dungeon too. It was painted in shades of gray and not easy to see in the light of a moon and stars now blocked by trees. We were in the middle of the country, surrounded by nature and i felt out of place. The night air may have...
The alarm, incessant and annoying started ringing long before the sun was due to streak across the sky. Her arm slipped out from beneath the covers and touched the snooze button, a soft caress as she shifted and pulled back under the covers. She stretched, slowly, arms and legs enjoying the space in the big bed, lots of room to sprawl as one hand crept along...
I want Daddy to sit in his chair, with the paper, reading. I want him to look up, and see me on my hands and knees, my tail butt-plug deep in my ass, brushing my thighs. A cute pair of ears on my head, and the collar and tag around my neck... and nothing else on. I settle at your feet, and rest my nose against your thigh. You reach down absently, and stroke...
This story is dedicated to carrie p., whose submissive fantasies are the basis of this story. Although this story stands alone you can explore Carrie's relationship with Mistress Amanda in "Submission in the Sun and Sand, Ch.1-2" and its sequel "Submission in the Sun and Sand, Ch. 3-5." Carrie is a 27 year old short curvy blond who has had submissive fan...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** (I'm new here and this is my first post! I'd soooooo love to hear any feedback, questions, or comments! Many thanks, xxx, Jade) ***** I wore exactly what he demanded - he told me to dress like a regular girl... he told me he had nosy neighbors and, being a married man, he...