(Synopsis: Russet Thompson is an architect and designer sent to spend several days touring the Harem of a eastern Pasha to get ideas for a new attraction at Ultima Resorts. Sir Adrian Calendar, the Prince's personal secretary, shows her around, including the Playroom, where one of the odalisques (harem girls) is being disciplined. Russet finds it both uncomf...
All characters in this story are over the age of 18. This story is completely fictional. This is chapter 1. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I didn't quite know what to expect when I asked to join the sorority but It sure as hell wasn't this! Let me back up a little. In high school I had been a nerdy girl, long brown hair, retainer, ner...
Round Two A matter of trust Jack had not intended to discipline Kaia quite so severely: but one thing led to another and now here she was, standing on tiptoe with her arms stretched above her head by chains and handcuffs, so that the slightest force would make her swing or pivot by her wrists. The girl's Polynesian heritage was clear from a physique that...
The Indian summer was well past. It was a fine day but cold, the wind biting as Dennis and Tony came out of a side lane, crossed a road and entered a half-timbered pub for lunch. A good walk in the morning but not at all the sort of day for a swim and a wander naked in the woods. The closest they had come to their companionable nudity and wanking of the summ...
It was officially the longest weekend on record. Or at least that is how it felt to Barbara. She refrained from any of her weekday activities. Saturday was shopping day. It was hot and humid, and she could not even go for a swim. No more fancy five start restaurants for dinner, just a family BBQ at home. Sunday was church again it was hotter and more humid t...
George didn't want a slave. That's not to say that a small part of him -- a small pinkish part, say -- wouldn't rise admirably to a slave who responded with sexual verve to his every perverse beck and call. Someone, for example, forever clad in a sheer, flowing garment that left little to the imagination, someone who lived for the pleasure of giving pleasu...
Author's note: This is an entry in the fourth semi-annual Jake Rivers "invitational." The initial one was based on the Statler Brother's song, "This Bed of Rose's." The second used the Marty Robbins El Paso trilogy: "El Paso," "El Paso City," and "Faleena." The third had stories based on the various versions of, "Maggie May," or "Maggie Mae." The current i...
Here we are with chapter 4. Just a small warning, don't expect a lot of naughty action in this one, I just wanted you to meet his brothers and have some openings to future stories(yes there are more to come, patience, patience, I am working hard on chapter 5). Again my gratitude goes out to Asylumseeker for doing an excellent job in editting for me. Feedback...
Vivian's POV The research paid off. Damn straight it did! I was a fucking genius. Yes, Vivian Addams was a fucking genius! It took me a lot of ass kissing to get damned boss man Berger to finally agree to send me on an assignment that delivered my gorgeous ass dab smack in the location of great Hollywood. Oh, yes, dolls and dollies, yours truly invaded...
Sorry for this omission but this is the missing end to part 7. Jason obliged, while at the head of the table Phillip had released her hands and began to caress her breasts, rubbing the nipples between his fingers. He watched Jason plunging into their attractive young assistant. He felt the hardness of his own cock rubbing against the wooden sides of the mas...