I gave her plenty of warning and I could tell that she was excited by the warnings. There are just six of us in our group. We met through the Internet at first. A group of like minded men in our area who believe that a woman's mouth is her most important sexual organ. We exchanged videos online. Did critiques and had discussions by e-mail, and generally en...
Later that day my new master's representatives arrived to collect their new property. Three men took delivery in the lobby of the building that had been my home for the past several months, briefly inspecting my naked, bruised body and comparing me to a series of photographs before signing the documents indicating receipt of goods. I was then bound hand and...
Chapter 16 THE LADIES CLUB I returned home after my first day at the Boutique. Everyone had eaten, but I still had the kitchen to clean. Hilda had left me a plate of food in the refrigerator. I never knew how to take Hilda. One minute she was kind and caring and the next she was a sadist. I never knew which version would show up. I had to go to Mrs. Baxter...
This idyll of blissful servitude came to a violent end early one cool morning in January. That night, I had been fortunate enough to be the slave girl selected by the master to serve his pleasure. As usual, he had put me to a variety of the specialized uses to which a slave such as I must be accustomed, finally cuffing my wrists to my ankles and taking me f...
My entire body shook. Spanking? Things were really beginning to take a serious turn. Darien had already wrestled me into submission, forced me to perform oral sex to her, shaved my entire body...and now she was going to spank me. I couldn't decide if I was in heaven or hell. I could feel Darien sliding her smooth legs underneath mine, so that my butt was pe...
Suddenly Sarah, A Different Tale ************************** This is an alternative Chapter 2 to the Suddenly Sarah story I wrote recently. It takes day number two with Sarah in a whole different direction. It likely helps to read the first story. The themes of this story are not for everyone, but for those that like submission I hope you enjoy. As always,...
Alessa explains BJ Gorson Copyright © 2019 BJ Gorson. All rights reserved. Hi! Yes, I'm Alessa. Nice to meet you. Please - pull up a lounger. I like your bikini. Enjoying the tour? Pretty eye-opening, huh? Well, what would you like to know? Oh. Well, yes, it can be lonely sometimes, being a room girl. If a Master is on the island and stays in my suite I u...
Thursday The next day Victoria got up, confused but excited with what was going to happen to her. After being abused by the black men yesterday, they had told her that today she was going to be forced to suck their big black cocks. Yesterday she had rubbed them off, allowing them to ejaculate all over her face and tits. And then she had allowed them to urin...
Brett was an attractive boy with a swimmer's build in his late twenties with short dirty blonde hair, clean cut in appearance with soft features and a chiseled, toned but slender body. He had been busting his ass since high school trying to make a name for himself as a musician, but as more time had passed without landing that elusive record deal, he began t...
The worst part of my job is the waiting. You have to be patient to be a detective since things cannot be rushed. Stakeouts are a classic example. Another example is waiting for somebody to come through your door to ask for your services. "Come through your door" is of course a metaphor for any manner of inquiries: website inquiries, email, text, Facebook, wh...