And on to chapter four! Thanks for all the comments and encouragement, and please keep them coming! * "Daisy?" "Hmf." "Daze, wake up, you're almost home." "Jeez. How long have I been asleep?" "You were asleep when I got to the car hon," Rick laughed. It was early afternoon on Friday and Rick was driving them home from their second porn shoot. Daisy bl...
The box was plain white plastic except for a shipping label embedded beneath a sheet of clear plastic on the top at one corner. The address was correct, but the name of the receiver was a B. Rosenberg. Stacy searched the sky for the delivery drone that had dropped it on her balcony, but it was long gone. Sighing, she bent to examine the box. The shipper's na...
Author's Note: This story is a sequel to "The Program", which traces Tawny's journey from a voluntary sexual submissive in a D/s relationship to a paid, contracted pleasure slave, sold through a multinational conglomerate, called simply "The Company". This is the story of her first six-month service as a Company slave and begins immediately after her sale au...
If you're under 18, this story is not for you. Don't read it. Skip or erase the file. If you're over 18, you can officially decide for yourself. The following is a work of total fiction and contains scenes of graphic sex. Content is my own (Monocle), copyright 1999-2003, (as are the typos, and spelling & grammar errors), and any resemblance to persons or...
Chapter 11: AN ITALIAN IDYLL Although it may at first seem irrelevant, to understand something of what may have triggered the events I'm about to tell you about I should give you a brief description of myself. At the time I was twenty, 'a young woman just coming into full bloom', so to speak. When meeting people for the first time many, especially other wo...
{Victoria's Self Bondage Games- part 3, this is not a stand alone story, you'll need to read parts one and two to make any sense of this, there's very little rehashing} *** I was at the point of frantic frustration by now. I'd done so much cock sucking and exhibiting lately but I'd yet to get off myself. Jessica and I agreed for me to slow down on the mast...
Authors Note: This story is for the April Fool's day contest, 2017. I hope you enjoy. Thank you to Paul, who volunteered to proofread for me. This will be the first of a series along this theme so I hope you enjoy and follow the story line in the future. ~ellie * The Fool : Prologue: April 25th, 2011. Sinclair Mansvelt straightened his tie and walked towa...
ONE In college I had a female friend named Kristin, who everybody thought I was dating, and believe me at the time I wished I had been-- but I was just one of the many guys she kept around her, thanks to being a stacked blonde. A casual friend of mine from one of my classes named Steve was quickly becoming her latest admirer, I thought. One night we all we...
It took exactly a week to arrive in Tellismere from the crossing at the ford, and the towns of Glideuch and Ghasby came and went with little to remark about them to remain in Rowan's memory. At every stop they gained some fresh coins for their caravan guard fee, but nothing like the large sums they had earned earlier on the other side of the great river. Her...
I woke up to someone manhandling my dick. Pumping it slowly, pulling it vertical. By the time I cranked my sleep-crusted eyes open, that hand had slotted me into a very tight, very hot, very wet little hole, and the first thing I saw was McKenna slowly sinking herself down my morning wood. I stared uncomprehendingly at the little naked programmer as she b...