Chapter two I did not have time or the opportunity to speak to either Mandy or Sharon for the rest of the day, and when school closing time came round I waited expectantly with Janice for Darren to come for his "detention". He almost burst into the room when he did arrive, having evidently been running from wherever he had been. Janice was ready for him,...
Author's note: My thanks to my editor for her perceptive insights. ***** - I've found the ideal spot darling. She looked in his eyes and shivered. She hadn't been jesting when she told him she'd disobeyed him. But she was humouring him when she said that he'd have to beat her, before she'd tell him the details of her disobedience. That had been weeks ag...
Chapter 3: Safari In all my time at The Academy, I have taken only one personal slave. I never meant to. If I could have it my way, I would never have something so personal, something so indulgent. But this was different. It struck me. The beauty of it, and the exotic nature of it. I always told myself this was a business, that it cannot be personal, and th...
Dear Master Derrick, I have to remind myself often to refer to you by your given name, not the name whispered in trust and ecstasy, or the name bestowed upon you while you slid deep inside me. This journey transported me places I never thought I would go. Like Alice and the looking glass, I could never say no, just continue exploring, experiencing pleasure...
Ginger was sitting on the floor just inside the front door of her home. Ginger was not her real name. She was called Ginger because of her hair, though as she had grown it had darkened and was now a gorgeous dark auburn. Every time she went to get her hair trimmed they commented on it, and she regularly got compliments as she walked down the street. Ginger...
Part II - The Gas Station I sat studying the script under the interior light as the rain pelted relentlessly on the fogged-up windshield of my Honda. I looked up nervously as the headlights of a car pulled into the gas station and pulled up next to one of the pumps. A middle-aged woman got out and started pumping gas. The digital clock on the dashboard read...
I am on vacations in this typical resort in Mexico. I get out to the balcony and the night shakes me like a child who watches the mystery of his first porn. She The Night is swarming with clichés, the silhouetted line of palm trees, the caressing breeze, a spectral white on the deserted beach, the deepest blue of the ocean, and from it the panting breath of...
"Mr. Corwin, what are you doing?" The teacher's sharp question broke through my oblivion. She wanted to know what I was doing. What was I doing? I looked down at the notepad in front of me only to find an extremely graphic, if somewhat crude, drawing staring back at me. I felt my face grow hot as I leaned over the desk in an effort to hide my work. "Bring it...
The Day: Part 1 All parties in this story are fictional, all events/ situations that are similar are simply coincidental. All parties are over 18 years of age. ***** Emily was my twin sister's best friend as I grew up. She was about 5'8" tall and couldn't be more than 170 pounds. She always wore these tight fitting spandex shorts or leggings when she was...
Finally we arranged to meet, after speaking so many times on the phone. As you drive up to the address you were given, you can feel a dampness seeping from you. You have been living this moment for weeks, ever since the first time I brought it up. And your pussy reacts as it does every time you have heard my voice. You almost feeling like pulling over and ma...