I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** I am taken to a club, the country club for just the type of high-end players you love to know and that LOVE to know you....
"Ken! Ken! Are you with us Ken" "Ah….what….ah yes Mrs. Cecilia I'm here" "History lesson must be very exciting for you Ken, you have been dozing of all afternoon" If only she knew, I was daydreaming, dreaming about her body, her face, her thighs, her tits, her pussy oh god I'd love to have her. I lay awake countless nights stroking my glistening shaft dre...
The Mall was always dead late on Saturday nights. The last few customers normally rolled into the shoe store about eight o'clock. After that came the longest hour of the day. The last hour before the store closed, when the clock seemed to tick at half speed and time almost stood still. At about a quarter till nine, a woman strolled into the store. She was a...
Posted on literotica.com with permission of author: Nanna Marker; literotica ID ellynei. * "Here we are," said the obnoxious butterfly-woman. "Thank you," said Valo. Five days of listening to the purple-winged butterfly's chit-chat. Her voice in his ears had been worse than the sunlight in his eyes. "Now, let me have the picture," said the butterfly-wom...
Please be patient with me and my writing, I'm trying to get somewhere with this story which is a little sad. My editor is a great author/editor. It's my writing that's taking leap. Thank you for reading my work and giving me constructive criticism. After her landlord left, Sheila felt a void in her heart. The cluelessness of Mrs. Downy worried her. The wom...
"Bullshit!" my friend since year five of college Jeff exclaimed slamming his half empty bottle of beer on my dining room table. The cards on the table shifted slightly, as his wife rolled her eyes. "Dude that is such utter bullshit," "No bullshit," I said. "I was 23 at the time and...fuck it, I'll get the video and prove it," "Oh hell no!" my fiancée Lynn...
Author's note-All characters in this story are at least eighteen-years old. *** "Jamie, your partner will be Jasmine." Mrs. Brown said, directing her words to the seated eighteen-year old boy. Jamie emitted an heavy sigh before rubbing his face with his hands. He said, "This would be better if I could complete the project as a one-man army." Mrs. Brown d...
Part 1: The girls next door Lucas took his engorged penis in his right hand and persuaded it into his swimming trunks. He'd had the trunks since the summer before last, and now that he was eighteen he was taller and much sturdier. They fitted low and too snugly, and he had to arrange his sexual organ on an upward diagonal to avoid giving it an uncomfortable...
Becca had fallen asleep on her master's chest and had woken up less than two hours later surprised to not find him there. She looked in the living room and bathroom and he wasn't there either. Then she found the note he'd left her lying on the bed's headboard. It simply said he'd gone out to look into some things and that he would be back hopefully in a shor...
Part 1: our young man meets his Mistress and begins to learn the pleasures of a life of service. We met on a cruise, it was one of those singles only, and everyone advised me it would just be a big meat market. My mother made me go; she told me I was just too shy to meet a woman in the real world and surly on a boatload of losers there had to be at least on...