(author’s note: more D/s than BDSM) I was working the midnight shift in the Three Points, Arizona, police station. I like this shift because it’s usually quiet and, being a woman and being by myself, it’s usually safe – in an emergency I can always call for backup. Not much happens on this shift. Maybe
The fifth installment brings the story back to Donnie’s point of view, and it is the phase of Mel’s conversion to full enjoyment of the sadistic and masochistic side of bondage and domination. Not knowing he was seduced, Donnie has dismissed his submissive side and taken the reigns and become Jill’s Master, a power dynamic
Chapter 1 — The Super SlagI fully knew what I was letting myself in for as I locked the front door of my little house and climbed into my car to head the one hundred and eighty-five-mile trip to Glasgow.The event to which I was travelling had been two months in the making. After the
The boardgame night had been fun. The usual group of friend playing a variety of games. Now it was over and it was just me, a cute girl, and a few ciders. Before you get things wrong, I wasn’t trying moves on her. Never had. I knew she was a lesbian, a gold star as
Please read the Bimbo Dust-New Batch before reading this or something’s will not make much sense. No foul language in the comments. All players are over eighteen years old, so now sit back and enjoy the next chapter in the Bimbo Dust SagaBimbo Dust Dirty Grandpa.Chapter 1.It was a Saturday morning, and Ernest was making
Chapter 3 — Sophie puts events in motionThursday and Friday morning went by without incident. There were no more ‘accidents’ with me stumbling across a half-naked Maya or anything like that. Maya seemed pretty happy too. I started to hope that we’d turned a corner and that things were settling down.As Friday afternoon wore on
My name is Julie, I am 40 years old, married and have two children. At 5’4″ I am fairly petite and was disappointed in my small bust size (A) for a long time. I was never one of the popular girls and somewhat plain looking. The Catholic school I went to required both boys and
“It’s finally the 22nd of August 2023!” I jumped out of happiness. It’s midnight and I am finally 21 years old. The last one in my whole friend’s group to be 21.Generally, I am never excited about birthdays and not even this time, what I am excited about today is me turning 21. I have