The next morning Sabella was awakened by the cries of her two charges. "Hey, guys," Sabella said getting out of bed and slipping on her robe, "give a girl a break. I'm new at this." The babies didn't listen they continued crying. "Okay, okay," Sabella said picking up the little girl out of the drawer, "I guess you either want to be changed or feed." Sabe...
Part 2 of The Boss series picks up after Micki revealed her dominant relationship with her husband and how it ended. In the course of embarking on a new sexual role, Micki discusses her rather strange introduction to sex... For those of you who were so kind to respond to part 1 of this story, don't worry, there will be more coming about the adventures of Mi...
Malcolm was going to tell her. He really was. But Lara was sick every morning and worn out every night. And then it was Christmas. Shopping, decorating, outings with his nieces, gifts, Christmas dinner; work was crazy for Lara, fourth quarter financial preparations already underway. He'd been served with papers at the beginning of December and had scheduled...
The next morning, after our group exercise and shower and one final breakfast eaten naked and on all fours from a bowl on the tiled kitchen floor, I was allowed to say good-bye to my fellow slave girls before being "shipped." We kissed and hugged, tears in our eyes. After spending weeks together, virtually all of the time with no clothing other than our coll...
Luckily, there was a car - a stretch limousine - waiting to take us to the club. The driver opened the back door for us, staring pointedly at my body all the while. I did my best to avert my eyes. Once in the car, Cristina pushed me to my knees on the floor. "You will lick my boots until we get there," she said simply. I crawled in front of her on my knees,...
It was not supposed to rain, but it did anyway. It started as a restrained spitting while the clouds rolled in. A few drops, every once in a while that landed, unnoticed, on the people coming and going in the western suburbs of Boston. As Krissy McKell left her apartment, she thought about an umbrella, but felt she could make it to her destination in time. I...
Dylan Saunders sat back into his overstuffed leather recliner, in the darkened den, watching the final minutes of his latest production unfolding on the screen of his expansive television. On the screen, twenty year old Trish Abrams, a slim, petite redhead, with thin, wire-rimmed glasses, sat nude atop a toilet, her face, a contorted mask of determined effor...
This story is a continuation of 'First sheer nylon fun' and it takes place in the London suburbs during the late sixties. In that story I befriended a lady called Clare who helped me explore and enjoy my sheer nylon and harem costume fetishes. She borrowed a couple of theatre-quality harem costumes from a professional wardrobe and we had an afternoon of slip...
1.01 Susan Inherits a Beach House: 1.02 Susan visits the Beach House: 1.03 Susan moves into the Beach House: 1.04 Susan meets the Entities: 1.05 Susan and the Jacuzzi: * 1.01 Susan Inherits a Beach House: Susan sat at a large conference table for the reading of her parents will. Her parents had gone over their will several times Susan and she sat ther...
*NB: this chapter is told from the view point of Ashley* There was something about Vespa that made me happy, but I just could not place it. When she brought us food and was sitting so close to me I felt at ease, as if she was someone I trusted. I believed in fate and the supernatural because it was such an important part of my life growing up. My mother w...