There is something about the deep woods, even at mid-day, which is almost mysterious. Very little sunlight filters through - and you have the impression it’s almost twilight. They walked holding hands, kissing, pretending to be teenagers. Before she met Denis, Katherine thought her life was boring. She went to work, visited dance clubs, read soft and not-so...
They sat in his kitchen and made small talk. It seemed incongruous to her that after what they had both experienced, they were able to behave as though nothing had happened. Beforehand she hadn't know quite what to expect from the experience, other than the prospect of sex. She had wondered if he would keep her chained her up in a cage, and feed her from a d...
"OK, 5.15pm, no sign of either of them leaving the building, better check things are going to plan. Hang on a minute, whoops, wrong camera. Ah that's better, floor two, deputy MD's office; turn up the sound, tighten the focus and voila, tonight's in-house entertainment..." "I'm sure you know why I've asked you to stay behind, Claire." "Yes, Ms Morrison."...
He turned the Mercedes into the drive and came to a stop. This was the first time that he had arrived home early for months and he decided to walk the final fifty yards to the front door to complete the surprise. Since the company had started to expand he had put in a lot of late nights and more often than not when he did make it home it would be with clien...
Author's note: This story occurs near the end of "Little" Sister. There is no intercourse. I leave it to you whether there is any sex. FemDom and spanking. White Tie and Red Tail Patricia "Trish" Warner was elated when the call came. She knew her references were good, but the Roosevelt was decidedly middle class. The interview was for the Plaza—Central P...
Anyway she seemed well on it. Money in the bank; a new mortgage and enough over for a first class flight back to Aussie to see the boyfriend. Tongues wagged and word had got around but she didn't seem to care. So it was urgent that Emma got to her to speak to her, got across the room through the party to ask for the number, got the number without drawing too...
Gray's morning before visiting the drapery shop began with his further just reduction at the hands of his betters; he was led from the bed on his leash by Hope; his cock rising immediately at the silence of her stern authority, and then fully erecting as he was taken to her toilet. His balls tingled with submissive anticipation as she sat on the toilet pedes...
Miss Gorton's Academy For Young Ladies was situated in Clapton, west of the River Lea on the fringes of East London. It was quite an imposing building – or rather, buildings. Four Georgian houses had been adapted for the purpose, with interior walls knocked down and connecting corridors. There was one front door, reached from the street by two steps, the rem...
Unlocking the big oak doors Emily glances up at the Spring sun filtering through the stained glass windows of the 'Institute'. Originally endowed by a Victorian benefactor, now an adjunct of a modern university, this Gothic revival style building goes unnoticed by most people passing by on this bright 1993 morning. The research library within opens on just...
I remember how much fun it was making out with my first "proper" girlfriend in my very first flat. She would come over and we would spend hours kissing, touching and dry humping but it always finished with my face between her spread thighs, slick from her many spendings and always eager for more! The flip-side of our relationship was that, although she was...