Tamara pulled over to the side of the road and pressed some numbers on her mobile phone. Before long the phone was answered. "Hi honey, it's me. I've just arrived in Coalridge and I'm stopped in front of a Ford garage, where do I go from here?" "Hi, okay, you're not far, can you see the little shop on the corner?" "Yes" "Turn left before it and follow th...
Katharine slept little that night. She didn’t know why she taunted him. Maybe she did enjoy teasing him or maybe she didn’t know any other way to act. Surely this was it. She couldn’t not fight him and so she knew no matter what she would fight him until he claimed what he would and then she would hate him. But rather that – than willingly submit to him. Sh...
The weather was not so good on the return journey. As the train rattled its way away from the Central London terminus, through the dark brick lined cutting, the rain was already running down the windows of Ivy's carriage. Further out without the protection of the brick walls it beat against the panes, a staccato sound upon the roof in the silence of the carr...
Tracing her fingertips over the soft, lush curves she can't help but smile. In general, she was not prone to forming emotional attachments to her toys, but this one was fantastic. She wasn't in love, but she certainly did intend to spend many nights with this gorgeous specimen sprawled out in her bed. Stretching slowly, she rolls away and climbs out of the b...
Lynn was running late, as usual, and had to punch in at 3 p.m. to be on the floor so the day nurse could leave. She quickly ran a brush through her hair, applied the usual light makeup and rummaged through her dresser drawer searching for a pair of white hose. Sitting on the edge of her bed she drew the thigh high, sheer, white hose up over her leg and felt...
Chapter 02 -- More Control These events are based on a true story. Please note that the dialogue of the Go-Go dancer named Jet is not grammatically correct English but reflects the kind of English spoken by some people in the country that this story is set. * I glanced nervously at my watch again. It was fast approaching eight pm, the time that we had...
I feel his eyes from across the room, without even having to look at him to know. I sense his hunger filtering inside and around me. I look around the darkened theatre to view the other people, not wanting to look at the dark man who is searching my mind for my deepest desires. Everyone seemed to be fixated on the love scene, where the man has his woman agai...
Year: 1867 The horse was cantering across the ridge. It was a cold day, but then again most of them had been recently. Winter had hit with a vengeance a few weeks back and now there was two feet of snow all over the ranch. Turning the horse back around, Jake started back towards the ranch. Even covered in snow the ranch was still his favorite place in the w...
Shelia sat on the couch her new very sheer nighty waiting for her husband to come home from work. She allowed her mind to both remember and fantasize about the events of several weeks ago when he brought home two of his co-workers. The door opened and her husband walked in alone. Seeing her he commented that she looked good enough to eat. Shelia shook her...
On the second Friday of the month, we go to the Knightsbridge flat for a bit of relaxation. We have a bath in the master bedroom; if I give Nigella until 9pm, she'll be in the bath and soaping herself when I arrive. When I say in the bath I don't refer to mere ablutions; she'll be in the bath with hair and nails perfect, and in full makeup. She does this to...