Menielle flittered along the edges of the great silver fence, singing to himself in that buzzing hum the fairies most enjoyed. His head was immersed in happy little sparkly fog right now, thanks to Mistress Tricin, and so most of his mental processes were dedicated to thinking about the rules of obedience: A good pet listens to Mistress Tricin. A good pet...
Moving a heavy box, Eliza wipes sweat off her forehead. She has been cleaning out her grandparents’ attic for almost three hours now. They have always been something like pack rats, keeping anything and everything they have found. Though, now that her grandfather has passed and her grandmother is moving into a retirement home, everything has to go. Grabbing...
"You're going to fuck me, aren't you?" "Heh... well that truly wasn't my intention." -- Regardless of my intentions at first, the mood has clearly changed. This hallway is cold and dark. Walls tiled floor to ceiling. It wouldn't be how I would have designed it, but it serves the purpose. She stopped part way down the hall and abruptly turned to ask such...
"I'm here to see the doctor; I was referred by Dr. Pross." I said as I looked at the receptionist. She was an attractive young sister with a blouse that definitely played off her best assets. "Wait, one minute the doctor will be with you shortly." "Not a problem." As I glanced back once more at her as her attention turned to answer a phone call. This had...
(Special thanks to Bad Penny for her help in proofreading this story.) * "The key is anticipation," Mistress Andrea said, preening her long, strawberry-blonde hair slightly and glorying in the astonished gazes of her fellow dommes. She held their gaze with her own green eyes, reveling in their awe. "That was what really took the longest, training robyn to...
It is just another morning, dull and boring when the doorbell rings. Cherry has just finished dressing to go out shopping. Dressed in a cute little red-flowered sundress, she walks to the door still brushing her hair. "Hello, I am the plumber," a tall older man says. Cherry looks at him strangely, he is a good-looking man wearing overalls and a cowboy hat....
I told you up front. You can't say you didn't know. I learned long ago about myself. I have a fetish? Craving? Need? What will you call it? I know well enough to tell women I date more than once about my little "problem" before it looks like things might get serious. By the time I'm thinking I want to spend more time with them and they're thinking I'm the...
I went down to the hotel bar, for a change as normally I just stay in my room and saw you pretty much as soon as I walked through the door, sat on a stool in the corner in a nice blouse, tight skirt and sexy heels. You looked like you were waiting for someone so I took a table by the window, where I could keep an eye on you and hopefully sneak a peek up your...
His left arm is wrapped across her back, holding her steady as they kiss in the empty lift as it makes it slow way to the top of the building. He feels her hand grasp the wrist of his free hand and guide it under her skirt, and he smiles against her mouth as he follows her lead. He reaches up to find the cotton of her knickers and rubs his fingertips up and...
You are reading a book at your desk in the study. I open the door slowly and peek in. Then I start to walk towards you. Your eyes leave the book and focus on me. You smile. I am wearing a skirt. I climb onto your desk and begin to give you a strip tease. I start to dance, squatting down and spreading my legs so you can see my kitty. I lift my shirt over my h...