Again...the slut finds herself impatient in traffic the next morning, eager to get to work, hurrying from the elevator, thru the electronic door, into her office. She hurries thru her routine... checking quickly in to the internet, hurrying to find her new "master" online. She finds Him, her face hot, nearly sweating. She scrambles through her papers to fi...
Part ten: Veronica ...cherie had no idea how long she was to stay in the cage. She alternately looked from the door to the cock of the slave in the cage beside her. She was almost drooling looking at it. So big, thick and long, and would fit in her fuckholes perfectly. The slave knew cherie could not keep her eyes off his cock so her gently stroked it, c...
Turnaround part #4 This story will have at least 6 parts to it. please read the first parts to know what's happening going forward! Thanks for all the nice words about the story and the author! As they flew home both of them slept most of the way tired and drain from the time they had spent enjoying each other. The 10 days went by rather quickly for both o...
Nicolle's need for filthy sex continues. This time it's a garage full of black cab drivers. As I watched all her dirty acts, at first they seemed so disgusting, but then even I became aroused by her level of perversion and ended up using her for my own pleasure. Hope you enjoy this chapter about Nicolle, the filthiest slut I've ever known. * * * * * * * *...
Creativity! The day had an eerie feeling about it. Most of it was due to the foggy appearance that had covered the city since the early hours. All I could do was stare out of the window as I waited for my master’s appearance. He always liked to keep me waiting. I’d received a letter from be beloved master earlier in the day telling me to arrive at his place...
I'll expect you to be properly attired later. He pulls her to her feet and takes hold of her breasts, pinching her nipples hard and twisting them. She moans loudly, "Feels soo good...god I miss Your touch already. What is your request, Sir? How would You like me to come to You?" Request or order, slut? He slaps one of her breasts sharply, leaving a brig...
After the last car has deposited the last guest, the tall security gates slide together with a soft mechanical whir. The champagne is chilled, the hors d'oeuvres neatly arranged on silver trays. I always hire a few college kids to serve. They seem to get a kick out of dressing in the skimpy little costumes, and it's an easy couple hundred bucks for a few hou...
It had been a couple weeks since Suzanne had seen old Tom, the black janitor who raped her in the church kitchen. She was afraid to be by herself in church, so she always left with a group so he couldn't trap her again. She had not mentioned the rape to a soul because of the shameful way she allowed him to take her and because of the way her body reacted to...
I always tremble as you walk into the room. Then my pulse accelerates. Then I feel myself flood with wetness, my body instantly ready for you. All credit goes to the dark man before me, my Master, for you have always aroused me effortlessly. This is how my body rewards you, with equal measures of love and fear. Today I watch as you quietly close the door be...
(Note to the reader: This is the second chapter of the second part of a three part erotic novella I've tentatively titled "Making Love to Horrible People." The first part is titled "Fear and Lusting." Each part consists of about 4 or 5 chapters. I hope you enjoy it. Any feedback is more than welcome.) Even though he looked clearly exhausted, Jim's enormo...