You stand nervously behind the curtain. You can hear the room beyond filling up as you drink the last of your vodka. Calm your nerves. You look down at your outfit as you adjust the top of your stockings. Little black bra and matching thong. Sheer hold up stockings. A real slut's outfit.... The conversation hushes to a murmur as someone dims the lights. Thi...
She shared her fantasy with me one evening as we lay snuggled in bed. I could hear her arousal as she described it in detail... The room would contain only a leather chair - a shiny black leather chair. The chair would be centered beneath a bright shaft of light, streaming down from a recessed ceiling fixture. The walls, ceiling and floor would be black as...
He slid his hotel room key through the slot and pushed the door open after the requisite click. It was late — later than he had planned to be out. But once he got roped into meeting and chatting it was easy to lose track of time. At least it was what he viewed as a successful evening — a power evening, made a great impression, made great contacts. Had som...
He had met her on his first day of work after graduating college. She had been the department secretary for his department. Marie was a beautiful 5 foot 2 inch blond with brown eyes and weighing in at 110 pounds. Her breasts, while not overtly large, were very well proportioned for her body. He had always regretted not meeting her earlier as he later heard s...
It had been about 2 weeks since their test run with Lisa and Nicki [see Chapter 7]. He had taken the down-time to make some minor modifications and also some additions. He was just buttoning up the base unit when Nicki called. She was wondering if she might get to try out The Chair again. He told her he had just finished some modifications and they needed a...
I picked up the key from the front desk and headed up the elevator to the fifth floor, feeling a bit nervous about finally getting to meet Sidney face to face. Since meeting on the internet nearly two years ago our relationship had intensified, moving from occasionally meeting in chat rooms, to private chat in instant message on to some pretty imaginative cy...
A foreword for my readers. I have some sequel ideas & suggestions from a private reviewer. I'm not sure if it's worth it. Rate it, and I'd love some suggestions where to go! -Jefe * I arrived home from work after another day of underpaid ridiculousness at the plant, wanting to do nothing more than have a quick dinner, & perhaps a hummer from my wife Wend...
The words, "Brick Shit House" passed through his mind when he first laid eyes on her. She was short, only about four feet eleven inches tall, and had straight brown hair that fell to just above her ass. And what an ass! She was wearing a black mini skirt and a rose colored silk blouse that contrasted against her dark skin. Devon found himself staring at h...
A little less than an hour has passed since Robin left Nami to her temporary fate. She was currently sitting on her bed, reading from one of her many books while Franky was busy installing the contraption next to her. From what she could tell, it looked like an ordinary massage-chair, just a bit bulky. It was built entirely out of wood and had very exquisite...
Author's Note: District A1 is an anthology series. Each Week will usually focus on a different character, but in the same setting: District A1. ------------------- "Jamie!" Trish called out. She watched as Jamie Lambert got up from her seat next to a chubby, brown-haired girl. Jamie walked across the waiting room to the doorway where Trish was standing wi...