Some of you have asked for more detail about Samantha and Amy's background. This chapter will help with that. They finally move in and make it their home. ***** The Trip to New York and the move When I heard the alarm go off Saturday morning, I felt Dawn roll over and turn it off. I knew it was early. "What time is it?" I asked Dawn. "4:30." "Why so ea...
When I was a young girl, the age where sex was a mystery and fantasy took over my mind, I would lie in bed at night and imagine what sex would be like. In my world, I imagined things differently. Instead of traditional sex, something I read in my mothers forbidden books, or things I would see in the brothers porn magazine, I would imagine me being helpless,...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Or is it? All characters herein are imaginary. Or are they? All events described here are fictitious. Oh, really? All locales described here are real and actual. If you had been to the unnamed places, you would recognize them. But this story is not to be taken seriously. Or is it? All sexual activity depicted here invol...
"Ms. Wentworth, I believe you are here for your punishment." The quiet voice made Hailey shiver with fear and anticipation. "Yes sir." "You have made many, many errors in your work, Ms. Wentworth. We know exactly what you are capable of, and this merely tells me that you have been careless and lazy." "Nnno, sir, I...." "Silence! You have earned yourself...
Hmm... what to wear... what to wear? It will have to be something sleazy won't it? A mischievous smile crosses my face. I'm fumbling through my underwear drawer and I pull out my white thigh-high stockings. Sleazy, huh? White thigh-highs are always a good start. Now for underwear. Or maybe no underwear? Hmm, could I? No underwear? And let's see. A skirt. A...
Copyright 2008 by Midnight Death Writer This is my first submission; but not my first story. This is the start of a short series. Part two gets into a more detailed story. This short series may continue if I get enough interest, or I get another good idea for another story. It is not permissible to reprint this story in part or whole without express writt...
Katherine ran through the woods, the branches whipping her body. Stumbling, she scrambled into a tree hollow and listened for her pursuer. Straining, she heard the wind rustling the leaves and crickets chirping in the night. Would it be safer to hid here, or continue running? How far was it to the road? A twig snapped nearby and Katherine pushed to her feet...
"They're back in from the field, you ready, Cat?" You weren't really. You'd never even shown another girl your tits, excluding Keira. Then again it was your first time being brought to all fours and milked in a straw-lined stall too, so it was really a day of firsts. Sensing your nervousness as he opened the stall's door, Aaron reassuringly said "Don't wor...
She had never truly thought of him as a slave, even as he always did. Oh, she had come to really appreciate all of the perks as their special relationship had progressed and matured. The relief from all of the mundane daily tasks and chores, except for those she might occasionally want to do, the rest being exclusively his. His singular devotion to all of he...
He sits at the Computer, all night glancing over to the couch where she where she sits comfortably. Her screen flickers in the colors of her Facebook game. She shifted a little and his eyes jet back to his monitor. His face runs crimson with the thought of her. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees her getting her stuff ready to go to bed. This scenario has...