I had a couple drinks before I got home from work that Friday. Kate was "going out with friends" for the night and I didn't know if I was really as tolerant as I thought I was. She was in the bathroom when I got home. I sat down on the couch and popped on sportscenter and slipped my shoes off. I had never seen Kate look so stunning before. Her dark hair shi...
As I grew older, I discovered ways of seeing more and more panties, even bras. I discovered slips, mostly half slips and camisoles. I also discovered what they can smell like after they have been worn. Yes, I know that the gusset of the panties themselves have her juices on them, but I'm also talking about the perfumes. The deodorants. You could smell it on...
This is a continuation of my first story, Being Christina's Bitch, and picks up right where the first one left off. Please feel free to comment or send me feedback. I am especially interested in hearing from any women that enjoyed this story and/or share these fantasies. "Let's keep your little package covered up for now," Christina said while pulling m...
She was a vision in sea-foam green: her red hair, braid and piled atop her head like a tower waiting to be climbed, the cloak falling carelessly off her shoulders, length of lace covering her torso, straining with the effort required to hold back her melon-like breasts, the long slits of her skirt providing the illusion of coverage and teasing the entire str...
Chapter 2: Sale I struggled to my senses, still throbbing in my loins. I was lying on my right side, sweat gluing naked skin to smooth oak flooring. The spotlight was hot and glinting, warming the steel collar that encircled my neck. As I became increasingly aware of my surroundings, I heard the auctioneer ask: "Are you back with us? Then get up and show...
(Sorry it took so long. I'm dealing with a recently dislocated wrist and some other problems, but I cranked out what I could.) * "Ok, so Otis grew up on the Hill with me and my sisters. All he's ever had was his dad and his papaw. Otis momma left at a real young age, and no one knows where she went. Otis's daddy was a firefighter, and he died in a fire a f...
Darren stared at the contract before him on the table. Jade and the "independent" lawyer stood behind him, she in a conservative blue business skirt and white blouse, he in a black suit and tie, Darren in a black skirt and a Robin's egg blue blouse of silk, his feet fidgeting in his black high heels. His hands, long nails painted bright red, jerked impulsive...
As we let our imaginations fly, my mind was wrapped in a gritty, hard world where might makes right and if you can't keep what's your someone will always be there to take it off your hands. This is a world of super powers and the dangers that warranted them. The scene in particular originates in a small dirty merchant town. Tray, sat at a booth in the citie...
Baby loved being owned. It felt so good to finally admit who she is, nothing but a place for her Master to dump his cum. Nothing but a little whore to be used for his pleasure. Three little holes, made for fucking. That is...if he was fucking her. She'd been her Master's slut for two weeks and he still hadn't fucked her pussy or her ass. He loved when she k...
The men were taken back to Cherie's in two taxis; Eric sat obediently by Victoria , still in a sense of shock and with no recollection of actually leaving Club Zero; the natural feminine control was beginning to mesmerise him. Victoria could not quite believe what was happening either, but her sense of superiority ensured that she did not show her 'capture'...