CHAPTER 21 The rest of the day past without incident, except for face book photos of Derek and Bobby. Looks like it went virile with the caption twenty year old suck eighteen year old cock. Even the girls now wanted to hang out with Bobby and of course to boys pat Bobby on back and grab their crutches in front of Derek embarrassing him. They walked home to...
Chapter 27 - Lisa's hard lesson Cecilia remembered that Mardi Gras was coming up, which was one out of three occasions throughout the year Burnside held one of her infamous BDSM costume parties. The other two times were Halloween and the 4th of July. Burnside deliberately picked holidays people normally dressed up in outfits or costumes. The 4th of July was...
I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** At his door in just ankle chain cuffs, heels and a pink little baby girl dress outfit, I look up at him. He's a huge man....
I am standing here, wrists bound above my head and suspended from the ceiling. My ankles cuffed and attached to a spreader bar. I can just barely stand on my toes. I am waiting for Your return. Thinking about how just a short time ago I was waiting for You to come home from work. I always get a thrill when I hear You come in the house. I was there to greet...
Snow covered the earth in a thick blanket as he stared out of the window, anxiously waiting. His Mistress has be gone for three hours. He feared she was lost in the snow, cold and afraid. He was about to go out and look for her when lights flashed through the trees. A car was approaching. Mistress was back. He felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up w...
Brett woke slowly, enjoying the luxury of a weekend morning with no alarm clock and no specific plans ahead of him. Stretching slightly, he enjoyed the feel of the soft cotton sheets against his body, and began thinking of waking Anna to feel her skin against his body as well. With a smile on his face, he began to roll over, only to be caught short and unabl...
The next day star walks into the school sore and miserable from the beating Erik had given her the night before. Every step she takes make her flinch with pain. Mr. Smith watches as she humbly walks down the halls and to her classroom. His heart fills with compassion as he sees what she is going through. She enters her room without speaking to anyone and cl...
I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** As I enter your bedroom I see the box on your bedside table. THE box. My face flushes. You are at your makeup table, che...
WHACK! Verner Wasowicz's buttocks stung bitterly, and he closed his eyes. His tightie whities and trousers were clogging his ankles, but he wiggled his legs as Charyn's strop landed across his lower buttocks. THWACK! "Love your Fruit of the Looms there, Vernie. Quite appropriately named. FRUIT." Charyn laughed, and Verner looked over his head to see Char...
Sarah turned her head left and right trying to locate me with her ears. Although unable to see through her thick cotton blindfold, she tipped her head upwards as she wriggled her wrists above her head. The nylon rope was securely fastened and didn't budge. She bent her knees trying to use her body weight to release her from the restraints. Unsuccessful, her...