Gina: Laughter Gina laughed. Gina laughed until she thought she would split. She could barely breathe. The giddy, giggling, quaking quiver shook her silly. She had no idea that laughing hurt. Laughter's breathless side-ache surprised her; its goofy gasping unnerved her. She just had had no experience. Gina had never been able to laugh. She had always take...
A note from the Author: This is a true story, more or less. Remember that we're talking about twenty years ago, and some aspects of the story had to be fabricated for the enjoyment of you, the reader. I was in the Army and the trip to Frankfurt did take place. The Red Light District, and this whorehouse in particular, is just like I described, to the best of...
Pooja Hegde stepped out into the limelight. Cameramen focused on her, photographers started clicking non-stop. She was wearing a unique gown that was like a miniskirt up to her thighs but there was a long skirt that only went around the back half of her body. This long skirt was almost sheer and reached to her feet. On the top the dress was a strappy design...
I was really looking forward to having a night away in Boston with Petronella. And especially dressing up and acting out the part of being her slave. "No, no, Katrina,. You haven't heard me quite right. You're going as a slave and I'm one too. Other boys and girls are the slave masters." "We'll be equals for a change," I said provocatively. "Don't let it...
"Come in!" Romeo called out in response to the knock on his door and continued running the electric shaver on his face. In the mirror, he saw Anjana Sukhani enter the room and walk up behind him after closing the door. "Good morning, Sir. I am reporting as per your order for your use, Sir." Romeo smiled at her formal reporting and her nervousness. He pu...
As Romeo got out of his car, he saw a strange car in the driveway. He entered the house and made his way into the living room. Rani Mukherjee and Aditya Chopra were there and Aishwarya was telling them that boss will be home any moment. Rani Mukherjee came to him as he entered. She was wearing a tight, black strapless top and a tight, black micromini skirt...
She fumbled awake with the sound of the alarm. Pushing back the thin rough sheet she had been given, she sponged herself clean and tended to the care of her skin. She forced herself to focus enough to tend to her manicure and pedicure. Melody was not a morning person. If she had a normal, vanilla, boring life, she would have reached for coffee or a sho...
The Foundation 20 T'is Pity He's a Whore The iron gates parted without a sound to reveal a young woman in jeans and a smart grey jacket standing on the gravel. She stepped forward with a handshake and a smile. "Hi, you must be Verity. I'm Morgana. Welcome to The Foundation Studios. I hope you've seen the video we sent last week. It will have given you so...
Chapter 12 The Science of Abuse Daphne Maxwell and Hector Ceballos rose from the leather sofa as a young woman in prison uniform walked into the reception foyer. Pamela Clayton strode across the pristine white tiles with a firm athletic tread that reminded Daphne of Rosa Ortiz. The uniform of tight skirt, white blouse and dark blue tie was not as revealing...
Jessie McCallister looked around the loud, smoke-filled room and sighed. It was only 7:00 on Saturday evening and the saloon was already packed with cowboys fresh off the trail and looking for a drink, a card game and the relaxation that the rooms upstairs offered. The Gray Dove was known for the quality of its girls, both their beauty and their skills at pl...