I woke up late and was in a major rush to get to work. I was already pissed because the stupid alarm clock didn't go off when it was suppose to and on top of that my hot water heater has been on the fritz so I had to take a cold shower as well as a late start. As I got to work I got a text message that read: "Good Morning Kitten. No text for daddy today?"...
copyright @ calibeachgirl all rights reserved, 2010 Evening, December 26th Alessa's suite, North Shore Estate Alessa.... As Dana was talking to Philip, I wondered what he was thinking. It was almost as if I could see his mind attempting to absorb such a huge amount of so strange information and trying to make sense of it... sense of it as it affected us...
(There will likely be a delay before i post any more; i've come to the end of what i had done already, and i need to make time to write more. (I promise that i do already know what becomes of Nicola and Diana, and of the town of Winston, Massachusetts. I just haven't written it down yet. Hang in there, just like Nicola and her friends, it's coming.) =====...
Chapter 3 – Interrogation “So, what do you say, Slut?” “Thank you.” “Thank you what?” A sharp flick of the crop and a stinging sensation on the inside of her thigh brought a yelp from the captive girl. “Thank you, Madam. I’m sorry, Madam.” “Good girl. Now, I’ll just leave you on the frame while I go through a few questions, just to make sure you behave...
For the grand tour, Pat fastened Margot's hands and attached a leash to her collar, but removed her ball gag for now. "You show interest in becoming a well-behaved and obedient slave, submissive to the needs of your Master. You body yearns for the whip and for the submission of kneeling abjectly before him, willing and eager to perform any duty or indignity...
Author's Note: Originally this story was entirely in the voice of Tasha, and I hoped that one of the sultry-voiced ladies of the Text with Audio section might be interested in doing a recording. Lit's editors requested that I add in some other cues to make it a little more readable, so I've done that - However, if any of you text with audio specialists would...
Chapter Three: What's In A Name? I'd be remiss if I failed to mention that I have, up to this point, had very little direction to my life. My only passion has been playing music, and there are those who say I'm fairly good at it. I am generally late for appointments and I really don't much give a damn if my bills get paid on time or not. Irresponsibility se...
"What about Jessie, Danny?" I didn't know what to say really, I just wanted to have her with me every day. "I need you, Jillian. I love Jessie, maybe she won't want to marry me if you move in, but I want you to." She looked confused. "I want to, but I don't want to hurt Jessie." "I don't want to either." She didn't respond, the mood changed, the rain let u...
I couldn't believe I was going through with this degrading competition at the frat house, but when you are desperate for money you tend to do desperate things. In part 1 of this story I outlined the money difficulties I was having, the problems with my parents, and my roommate Tiffany and her regular escapades with professors and others with a bank roll....
Ring......Ring..........Ri.. "Yeah, I mean, hello," I said into the phone as I struggled for coherence, the phone having brought me out of a deep sleep. "Hey, honey, I'm sorry to call you so early and all that but I'm calling everyone to cancel our plans for this evening," the voice said into my ear. "Who the hell is this?" I asked, not recognizing the vo...