Helena, my wife, began working for the doctor about 8 years ago. She is a very attractive brunette aged 37 and not only does she have a very pretty face but she has a matching figure. She has large breasts, slim waist and nice bum. She has a very trim figure after having 3 children. Admittedly the children have now grown up but she still mothers them just li...
How to begin. She was bought as a slave by the young Prince, the Sheik's oldest son. She was young, only 19, and a virgin who had been kidnapped for the white slave trade. Deep green eyes, dark brown hair with some red and blond streaks, and creamy fair skin, she was a beauty to behold. Her owner had intended to use her for his most high profile customers, h...
Author's Note: All website and profile names are fictitious. ***** I composed my Vault profile: 'For most of my adult life I was a dom. To the outside world I am well educated, travelled, independent self employed businessman, clean and healthy, reliable and sociable, not bad looking and generally attractive to women around my own age. On the inside, I am...
I recall the night she was born. She entered this world kicking and screaming, her voice incredibly powerful for such a small baby, and I knew then that her voice would serve her well when she grew older. Yet her birth brought about the death of my wife, making it a very bittersweet night, but she looked so much like her mother and grew to have so many of th...
Chapter Four - Deeper Devotion Author's Note: This is a story of a female dominant/male submissive relationship between mature people. This is fiction. If you enjoy such stories read on and please comment and vote. If not, choose another story more to your tastes. This Chapter is the fourth in this series. Please read the preceding chapters for context. To...
Sleep came and went too quickly for Liz and Hollie. When the blaring alarm went off, Liz jerked away and smacked it off the table top. Hollie groaned and gave a small giggle/snort as Liz cursed. "Someone's not a morning person," Hollie observed. Liz mumbled and stretched, "Not until I get a pot of coffee down me." Sliding out of bed, she stumbled and groa...
The late summer sun streamed in through Erin's bedroom window. The seasons were starting to change but it was still light fairly early in the mornings. Erin stood in front of her full length mirror and frowned. The image showed a woman in her early twenties. Erin knew that she had never been described as beautiful. Her face was pleasant, occasionally even be...
Here's something I've been working on bit by bit since I figured out how to move on from Fated Hearts. I'm super excited to have something other than The Masseur with a more real quality than....well. Let's face it. Eric was just a fantasy, even though I imagined Alexander Skarsgard every time I had to write some sex into that story (swoon). Anyway. This sto...
After I have left the university I started working in the periphery of one of the major European airlines and after a couple of years only sitting in an office near one of the biggest airports in Europe travelling to exotic places became part of my job. Okay, not all place were really exotic and most of the times I only stayed 1 or 2 nights and I was away on...
© GratefulFred 2008. All characters are over the age of 18. The Case of the Missing Boyfriend Chapter 1 It was Valentines Day around ten thirty AM when Detective Carney stepped into his office. For some people it was a day off, but to a local detective, everyday was seemingly like a day off. Carney put down his three and one-quarter cup mug of coffee as...