This is a story form a time of two to three hundred yeas ago in England when times were not so good for women and girls of lower class if they ever found themselves alone without protection. With disease rampant many children were left parent less orphans these are the tales of some of the girls of that time. Some will be happy and some will... well lets j...
"So tell me about that dream...!" he said as he roughly pushed me into position, on my knees, hands behind my back. "Ummmm...well...well, it was at faire...in the woods." I smiled up at him sweetly and he cuffed my hands together, knowing that the invisible restraint of this position is far stronger than the cuffs. I will not move till he tells me to, wheth...
July, 2012 Intro: This story has a very strong "horror" element to it that some readers may not particularly enjoy. If you are one of those people, I encourage you to skip the gory parts but come back to the storyline as it's woven throughout the action. Read the story all the way to the end, then go to the beginning and read it again, this time not skippin...
[continued] Any pain she felt from the strike of the riding crop vanished a heartbeat later, but the warmth stayed pooled in Elsie's stomach. Nor was she helped by the little gasp Rachel made at the sound of the crop striking Elsie's flesh. Elsie's full attention focused on the older woman in an instant, drawn like a moth to the sound of her pleasure. Rache...
Love it when my fuck hole gets to lick clean my cock after I've been up its asshole. So hot! Well, it's time to put my property back in its cage. "Crawl back to your cage, fuck hole" I said. "Yes Master" I cracked the whip on its nipples. It cowered as it crawled back to be locked up again. I needed to work on my suspension system. I wanted to be able t...
I delighted in submitting to April. Her dominance over me sends my blood raising. And I couldn't be much more submissive than I am right now. Utterly naked, my wrists bound behind my back, my poor bottom still sore and stinging from two recent spankings, kneeling in front of April and performing cunnilingus on her while her mother, my former track-coach and...
As I mention from time to time, my Mother was born in The Netherlands where her parents and her sister and her family still live. Over the years we have made an effort to get together every two years, alternating between us going there and them coming here. Now that we are older, I'm pushing thirty three as I write this, the participants have changed a bit....
Di gently stroked Trent's dick with her red nails. "You like that, Trina, you little bitch?" she whispered softly in Trent's ear. "Mama may want you to go suck some dicks for her later worthless little tranny-bitch." She lay next to Trent in her low cut blue velvet embossed chemise and scalloped lace trim. Trent, for his part was wearing pink stockings and...
Spice Plantation - Ch. 4 When we finished the food, I carried the tray back to the kitchen, dumping the garbage and putting the rest into the dishwasher. Judy was right. While I enjoy cooking and while Judy and I have spent several interesting evenings preparing semi elaborate meals, this convenience form of cooking left a lot of additional time for more in...
"So Jule, where is this place?" We are driving down the road mid afternoon heading to a class or meeting of some sort that she asked me to come along to. "Just around the corner Kath." "What is this about again, a training class? Or a seminar on sensuality?" "No, not really. Look, like I said before, you'll be observing so, well, it may be a little shoc...