A few weeks after we got together the world conspired to separate us. An opportunity to work overseas came up for Trisha. She had applied for the job swap before we started seeing each other, and was set to leave for Hong Kong. It was irresistible to her. The advantage of Hong Kong over some of the other choices was that it is relatively close to the Austral...
"Trish! Hey, Trisha! Wait up!" Trisha turned around at the sound of the voice, and saw Britney hurrying towards her. The head cheerleader looked just as drop-dead gorgeous as always, her long legs stretching out from a denim miniskirt, her massive tits swaying in a lacy, low-cut tank top. But all Trisha could do was stare down at her feet in shame. I betray...
This story is based on reality with a few twists to add spice and juice it up. It contains bondage, Domination, submission, spanking, oral and penetrative sex, mind games, abuse, non-consensual sex, redemption and healing. Nothing loath, my dear readers, but some elements may be beyond what some consider BDSM, and if you do feel this exceeds the boundaries,...
Dave had decided to finish work early. It had been a tough day and he had resolved to cut his losses, so to speak, and go home. As he started his car and pulled out of the office parking lot and into the main stream of afternoon traffic, an idea struck him. It was 4.30pm and his wife Anna should now be finishing her day teaching gym at the local college. Dav...
It all started when I was hit by a car as I walked home one night. Before I tell you about that, and how it changed my life, I'd better tell you a bit about myself. My name is Saffron Peterson. I'm 1.34m tall, skinny, natural strawberry blonde shoulder length hair, A cup conical breasts and smallish hips. My mother walked out on my father and I when I was...
Jill smiled weakly and waved as the school bus pulled off from the curb. Exhaustion and something else ate at her insides. She promised herself that she would take a nap when Britney and Ashley had theirs. She shook her head. This should have been easy. Old Hat. Instead it was eating her lunch, she thought. Three days. How the hell was she going to make thre...
Trisha looked at me over the breakfast table, took a sip of her coffee, and reminded me that "your birthday is in four weeks. I need a list of what you would like in the next few days. And I want you to put a list together of bondage and torture tools that you want me to use on you. Choose a good number, I will then buy the ones I want to use on you, and we...
***All characters are over 18*** Two Weeks Later… "Mmmf…ugh…yeah, Trisha…" Mr. Braun's grunts were harsh and breathless. Trisha closed her eyes and grimaced. The teenager was on her hands and knees, sprawled across her teacher's desk. Her cheerleader's skirt and top were in a crumpled pile on the floor, discarded. Her unhooked...
This is a continuation of events from Twistominoes Game 1, so if you should read that if you haven't yet. The rules of this game are described there, and I will only cover the variant that our plucky demonstration team will use in this second game. If you're ready, read on dear reader, read on. Twistominoes Game 2 Variant Rule: Scoring Twistominoes can be...
Life for Trisha and me calmed down after my birthday party. Delia finished her two week visit and headed home to Italy. We shopped, worked, went to the art gallery and museum, made out at the movies and body surfed at the beach. We also played a bit, the two of us gently rolling into scenes and back out of them, nothing dramatic but still very sensual and re...