It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer we abandoned the gang bangs, and I didn’t know what I was going to do with myself. Of course, there were other amusements. Threesomes were more discrete, and still lots of fun. I also had my lovely one on one time with three, close to perfect, partners:
All Is Well – slave girl saraA of the week before last week and over the holiday weekend.It is no secret that neither of us have had the best of health during the last few months or so and it had so altered our home dynamic. Sir had no energy and so for the first
Stranded Part I.When you are young, having a birthday shortly before Christmas can seem like you’re missing out on something.Not just that you might be missing out on more expensive presents but also that your celebration is coming in second to the upcoming holidays.When you have kids of your own it comes back again. Only
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Ben and Jarvis helped me up and walked me back into the living room. I could tell they were being extra nice to me, and I didn’t know why. Frankly, I didn’t even know why I was upset. All the same I snuggled back into my familiar spot on the couch and covered myself with
Hi Sweetheart,What’s the main part of being a sissy girl? Sure, Impeccable femininity in your looks and behaviour, excellence in anal and blowjob training, permanently caged clitty, all that is crucial and, no doubt, so much fun. But we at the Academy know that there’s more to it than that. Much more.The answer is in
Chapter 2Saturday afternoon, Chloe texted to thank me for picking up the tab and for exceeding expectations. She mentioned that not just Katie, but all three of her friends had asked for my phone number – which I wasn’t sure I believed. I responded that was fine with me, not expecting anything to come of
Neighbors Mel and Donnie Adler, Jill and Brian Halter continue their quick assent up the ranks of a secret BDSM society operating within two sister developments. The couples live in Cardinal Bay, and across from them, separated by Grand Mistress Knight’s complex is Cardinal Creek.Gladys Knight is the Supreme Mistress of the democratic BDSM society
Categories: gradual lesbian humiliation, findom, cuckquean, foot worship, tramplingSynopsis:Michelle and Kevin are seemingly happy and prosperous married couple. While Michelle is rocking the corporate world climbing career ladder, her husband, who considers himself a promising artist, is mostly at home working on the next masterpiece that just doesn’t work out. Or at least that’s what
With scenes like this did summer pass, and the autumn lady-market approached.Lawrence told her what to expect. She would be offered for sale along with the other girls to brothels and wealthy private collectors. Unsold girls were purchased by the renderer for reduction to their useful components.On the morning of the market the two men
“Are you really gonna ignore me all night?”I should explain. I was at the bar like most nights, having a drink, talking to the bartender, reading. My wife had wanted to retire to a coastal, college town and after she died I couldn’t think of anything else to do with myself. So, here I am.”Well
AUTHOR’S NOTE: Constructive criticism welcomed, this is a story about a well-negotiated scene between three individuals that will never actually take place, all resemblance to other characters or real people is completely coincidental. Let me know what you think!——————————————————————————————————————————I walked in as Missy stared at herself in the mirror, nervously adjusting her bra and cheeky
Where am I? What is happening to me? What is this around my head? All I remember was that I was driving through the countryside when my car broke down. As I was checking under the hood, I was hit in the back of the head.As far as I can tell, I am on my
I drift in and out of sleep as the girls, or maybe just Kaitlyn play with the pad. After what feels like an eternity I’m finally able to drift off and get some rest.I wake up to someone shaking me. Still deprived of my senses, I struggle to put any coherent thoughts together. The blindfold
After casting a quick glance back on the path behind them, he said, “Kneel, jewel.”She had suspected that he had plans, but hearing the command here, now, took her by surprise. She glanced around, taking a long look before deciding that they were alone enough. The cabin he had reserved was apparently still some distance
The summer was blossoming with high temperatures, declining the presence of the AC. The road was slipping under my eyes, through the glass window of that damn black car. That ever-silent, yet steamy inside of the car.I had been restraining myself from talking about that one significant thing that had been bugging me. That day
This story was written for the 750 Word Project 2024. Below this line are exactly 750 words._________________________My name is Rishi. I am a slave to my beautiful Mistress wife, Garima. She is twenty seven years old. She works in a multinational company. I stays home to do every household chores and serves her when she
I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I know, you are coming to release me from the shower wall and say, “I think an hour hanging there is more than enough.” An hour? There is no way I could have been there an hour. It seems like only seconds ago that you left.
Disclaimer: Please read and take note. This work explores themes of power imbalance, older man/younger woman, corporal discipline, and the corruption of Christian traditions in a historical context. Please do not read this story if you find such themes offensive, distasteful, or upsetting. Also, understand this is a work of fiction directly from the creative
Steven checked his phone. Frustrated, he slammed it down on the table. What is this girl’s problem? he asked himself.Angelina walked through the Prada store looking for the perfect black dress. Not once did she think about Steven. Not once did she think about how selfish she was or how the game she was playing