Hopefully I proof read this chapter better and caught all my typo's. Thank you for the feedback and comments even the constructive criticism ones. Chapter 3. Mira led a fearful and sniffling Camille through the house and then down into the basement by the leash attached to the collar around the small brunette's neck. Camille did not struggle in her fear an...
When I was in high school there was a girl in my graduating class that I had such a huge crush on. Her name was Ulrike Lagerström. She had a body like a runway model and her long, blonde hair framed her innocent looking face in an artistic way that haunted my dreams. She had long sexy legs and a firm, tiny ass that looked great in her tight jeans. Her waist...
Mr Jason Richards was the boys Physical Education teacher at Cedar Hill High School. This was his first year as a teacher having only just graduated from university the year before. Mrs Zoe Finch was the girls PE teacher. Many years before she was a top gymnast, and she has maintained her slight build. She was responsible for the supervision and training of...
Katie was so exhausted from all those actions, she felt extremely tired and dizzy while relaxing in the bath. The warm water felt nice around her, soothing the muscles. She started to scrub her body gently to clean it from cum. She took a handful of water and started to rinse her hair with it. Though she didn't care much about fashion, but she did care about...
This is inspired by a real life experience, meeting my mistress. She asked me to write about our meeting and so I did. The evening is getting darker and the first drops of rain hit the car windows as I arrive and park my car in front of the house. I glance at the clock, it is still seven minutes to the agreed time. Turning off the ignition, silence sudden...
Felix placed letter after letter, neatly on top of each other, in the box given to him. Two years of letters, one for each week, filled his container. Each one held her scent, her lovely handwriting, her seductive words, her crimson kiss next to her signature. "Love, Yours Only, Your slave." He folded up the last letter with a smile and set it on top of th...
This story is based on people, places and events, mostly from my life. Most of the things in this story, or something very similar, have happened -- or been done -- to me. It's not necessary, but I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one. I love feedback, comments, and criticism, good and bad; it helps me to improve my...
The next four days did not get even a little bit easier. In fact, the closer it came to Tuesday and the prospect of seeing Professor Fitzgerald again, the more desperate I got. The weekend was brutal. I'd gotten caught up on all my work by Saturday afternoon. I was trying to stay busy to distract myself, but I couldn't seem to find anything that would take...
The best events are the impromptu unplanned affairs just as this was. I am sore and raw, with an aching jaw, but I have memories that will have me scampering upstairs to make use of my rabbit for a long time to come. Let me tell you about it, the thought of recounting alone has me revved up again. * We went to Amy and Jack's last night for drinks and a bit...
Author's Note Okay, so this story is very kinky. I'll warn you right now that if you're not a fan of group sex, female domination, forced cross-dressing, spankings, and other such things, read something else. If you're into that kind of thing, I hope you enjoy! Feel free to leave comments and constructive criticism; feedback is always welcome. Have fun!...