(Its continuation of my old submission) Well after or first chat for next few days I got stuck up in business so much that chatting was out of my mind. One fine day my whole family left for a marriage to a nearby town and I was alone for next 2 days. I reached home after work little early that day; I changed into something comfy and ordered dinner for mysel...
Preface: "Gennifer Property of Master Braxton" It was the worst night of my life. My life was about to change and there was no possible way to stop Master Braxton from making me his submissive whore Gennifer property of Master Braxton (continued) * Master Braxton spoke. You see Gennifer, you are so very skilled a cock sucker that I have decided to go i...
Chapter 1 Let's start from the beginning. My name, I shall not reveal. To my friends I am G. It all started when I was pursuing a pH D in Uni. Three years ago: I'm 21 years old, 5 feet and 8 inches tall. People say I am very good looking. I have a slight inkling that I am. A couple of years ago, I had just joined Uni, and had found an apartment quite clos...
Update: Thanks to everyone who has liked this story and the chapters in it. It is greatly appreciated. Unfortunately I don't have time to continue this story the way I'd like to. If anyone would like to submit chapters or assist in the continuation of this story, please send me a private message. Thanks! You are John Martin you are the Dean of St. Rose Schoo...
Kelly Waters, fucking Waters I thought to myself as I shook my head. I think the worst part of being a bastard is knowing you could choose any last name, but having it dictated still by birth. I knew not who my parents were, in fact I only knew I was Kelly Waters thanks to the man who raised me, Lord Petyr Baelish. I was born in his house, his whore house,...
Hello Readers! I want to give a special shot out to my editor who has been amazing and instrumental in getting these latest chapters edited, so I could let you fine people read them. She's absolutely awesome, and I just wanted to give a big shot out to her. Thanks a billion! Remember to comment and vote! Sensanin *** Communication: the imparting or int...
She stopped in her tracks as she entered her chambers once again. The chieftain had to stop short in order to keep from crashing into her. She stood amazed at the man who greeted them. There, in the mellow torchlight of her bedchambers stood her master, the Inquisitor. Only it was the King. In her absence, he had cut his hair to nearly shoulder length. Thou...
It was near the middle of August, and I was sitting aboard the train that was taking me towards my Master, his home, and my destiny. The end of my normal life. As I watched the country through the window, my mind wandered in the depths of my memory, reminding me of all that had lead me to being there. It had begun nine months ago, when I began exploring all...
DISCLAIMER This story is a work of fiction and the characters are either completely fictional or are fictional versions of their real selves. The events depicted are made up and any similarity to real life events is purely coincidental. This story is meant as a work of erotic fiction only and is not to be read by anyone under the age of 18. If you would lik...
It was 10.10 am on a Thursday in April. My wife was away at work in the city and wouldn't be home for another 12 hours at least; there was some big take-over bid and lots of paperwork to sort out. She was bringing cases of work papers home at the weekends too for the past two months and I hadn't really had any free time with her for ages. She was a tall, fit...