"Come on in, Peter." Laura Rogers said with a big smile, "How was school today, dear?" "Pretty good, Mrs. Rogers." Peter replied quickly, "I was so excited about our session this week, so my mind wasn't on my studies today. I did what you asked, and waited all week." "How sweet of you." Laura answered while kissing the young lad on the cheek. "Lets go insi...
The last month had been the most difficult for Matilda. It wasn't that the physical humiliation got harder. In all honesty it had let up quite a bit. It was her own feelings that were troubling her. When this first started Matilda hated it, she knew she hated it, and she knew she only endured it because she had no choice. Now, somehow she wanted to please he...
Authors Note: Special thanks to HMAuthor for the massive effort she put in editing this story. Of course it goes without saying that any errors are entirely my own! This is a long story with quite a gradual build up. It follows Claire on her journey from a normal vanilla relationship to one filled with submissiveness and kink. Although I feel there is plent...
Sweat dripped off Matthew's forehead and stung his pale blue eyes. Not the Halloween weather Matthew remembered growing up with in Delaware. Even after four years he had difficulty adjusting to his new home in San Diego. Adults ferried their costumed children through the hot afternoon, trick or treating amidst shops that enticed with free treats for the litt...
Chapter 3 The Waiting and Planning It has been almost a week since the ads were placed and the responses were slow in coming. Jessica was getting a little discouraged. She was wondering whether 100 healthy and disease free men to respond to her ads and agree with the idea of having sex with her. She told herself that there was still time and that she shoul...
After a few hours out drinking with the boys I find my way to your apartment and ring the bell. We talk for a few seconds over the intercom before you let me in for a few moments. With a light buzz I slowly stagger my way up the stairs. The door is unlocked and I carefully lock it behind me as I enter. From the back bedroom I hear you call and there I find y...
My name is Hira. I was born in Cairo in 1985 and lived a comfortable upper-class life. My father had a big business and I was considered a good catch. I was very good-looking and I had finished high school. I couldn't find a good job and I wasn't academic. Just after my 18th birthday my mother told me that she had found a nice boy to be my husband. I told he...
ONE: PAULA Sitting himself at the side of Paula at the dinner table, Alan admired her dress. 'Suits you,' he said. It was dark blue, with a side opening down the thigh, which revealed a long leg as it swished open, and an open neckline, showing a generous amount of cleavage. 'I'm surprised John lets you wear it.' John was Paula's husband, and well-known jea...
Part 1: The Banquet. Steve sat at one of dozens of tables in the crowded university ballroom. A speaker droned on to the bored students, who sat eating their closing day banquet. It was the final event of the multi-day debate competition and Steve, for one, was sorry to see it end. He wasn't so sure about Cherie and Yvette. They sat across from him, picking...
When John White inherited the company from his father, Charles, he also inherited his secretary. Miss Green – her first name was Marjory, but no one in the company used it – had been with the company for over twenty years. As a schoolgirl she had been very bright, and in her early teens she had been expected to go through to the sixth form, then on to unive...