Amaya awoke seconds before her alarm went off. Her heart was already racing. The weight of everything she needed to do pressed down on her, but she was smiling. Wesley had promised to let her handle his cock today, and she wanted everything to be perfect.

First she took an hour-long shower. Amaya literally washed everything twice. Her breasts were still tender from that evil bra yesterday, but the marks had almost faded. She shaved her legs and even trimmed her sex, making a dainty little bush. Amaya also took special care with the hair on her head, wanting the long brown locks to be shiny ... Continue»

Standing in the entry way, our kissing has become increasingly passionate. Our hands are groping each others back and pulling our bodies tightly together. The temperature is definitely rising. As our tongues wantoningly explore, you pull away and nibble across my cheek and to my ear. You whisper, "I have something special planned for you." And with that, you pull away, take my hand and lead me up the stairs and down the hall to your bedroom.

We enter the dimly lit room. Candles flicker in all corners of the room, and the sweet smell of jasmine fills the air. At the foot of the king ... Continue»

Frankie’s Game
People often ask me if my writing is fiction or non fiction, so I will confirm here and now all my writing is in my fantasies, all involves adults over the age of 18, in fact well over the age of 18 and any reference to anything is purely in my thoughts. Especially the following story.

Frankie had been out with the girls again and they had started the night at Gemma’s on champagne then gone into town and she knew she had d***k far more then she should have.

She had gone to the toilet in the last pub and started to feel the bile rise in her throat and felt it was time she... Continue»

Lady Caylethorpe’s Caning.

On a warm day towards the end of July, a month shy of her thirtieth birthday, Lady Caylethorpe, the beautiful but conceited wife of the Fourth Earl of Caylethorpe, received the soundest and most comprehensive thrashing of her pampered and privileged life. It was, in the opinion of every member of the domestic staff of the Caylethorpe ancestral manor, one of the most thoroughly deserved chastisements ever meted out in the history of the household and few would have disputed the general sentiment that Her Ladyship’s comeuppance had been ... Continue»

Her desires played in her head over ,and over as enticing ever.She was on the hunt,and getting somewhat frustrated for lack of a suitable prey ,and circumstances.She preferred a healthy strong male tall and masculine. one who could endure the pleasures he would provide.She saw him pool side. she felt angst toward him for taking to long to be noticed,he would give her a passing glance for consideration on occasion,more importantly he was her type tall strong ,and alone. While he slept she stood over him while he slept in his bed with the warm ocean breeze sweeping over his body.She had fou... Continue»

(btw..all is fictional,there is no woman that slutty..at least don't know one yet,and enjoy X) )
Feeling my head,being dragged from the cold floor,
With the smell of the blindfold,over powering me more and more,
In a daze,I don't know what to think or what's going on,
So far i want to be lost,rather than to be found,

Unable to come to my senses,
Felt sick from the motion sickness,
The high scent keep increasing like burning incense,
Sooner or later,that moment i kept reminiscing,

The soft touch of her tongue,
Her vile movements,
The way she'll make you plunge,
As though you'll ... Continue»

Chapter 15


Mr. Dodds pulled out of his pocket a small vial, and opening it,
dropped several large pink and blue capsules onto his palm. "I hope
you enjoy this my love," he muttered under his breath, "it was a deal
of trouble getting these."

He opened each capsule and poured the contents into the funnel at the
end of Mandy's stomach-tube. This done, he picked up the plastic
pitcher he had brought downstairs. He poured the thick liquid into the
funnel.

"Carnation's best, my love, bon appetite!," he said, though he knew she
... Continue»

Hong Kong, six months later


Laughter from downstairs. Katie (Uncle Edgar liked 'Katie'
better than 'Kate' so she was now officially 'Katie') listened to
the male guffaws without interest. Uncle Edgar had so many
guests over all the time. Anyway, they kept him busy. There was
so much entertaining in Asia. Uncle Edgar said it was part of
doing business. They had been at it for a couple of hours now,
long after the cook and maid had served dinner, cleared the
dishes and left for the night. Katie could smell the cigarette
smoke and the clink of cocktail glasses from the party g... Continue»

Mary!... get over my knee!
Oh no!
Over my knee now
Please no
Get get over my knee immediately, and take your spanking!!
What about the slipper?
That as well'
What about the paddle?
Oddly enough in the circumstances, I haven't got one with me!

This had been the scene some twenty minutes previously. She had carefully positioned herself over my lap and I had smoothed her dress over her bottom and after a few light smacks started to spank her properly. After a minute or so of spanking, smoothing of the cotton print material and more spanking, over the swell of both buttocks, straying do... Continue»

My name is Elisabeth Medeiros. I'm a six-foot-one lean and muscular young woman of African and Puerto Rican descent living in the city of Newport, Rhode Island. I'm an out and proud Black lesbian, and everyone knows about it. From my friends and classmates at the University of Rhode Island to my f****y members in the City of Champions. I don't hide who or what I am. I play collegiate soccer and I'm out as a lesbian athlete. Many admire me for that, some hate me. I don't give a fuck about the haters. Life is too frigging short to worry about what a bunch of nobodies think. Just live your life.
... Continue»

The day was beautiful outside, the sun shine through the window of the shop. A girl quietly folding a pill of the fall clothes by color. She was a bit chubby but what she wore really showed her well.
She wore an ensemble white and bleu. The skirt had small fold that came down to her knee high white stocking. As for each worker she didn't got away with the small name tag: Leah. In the shop men’s side Paul attached belts to the wall. Doing it but not really paying attention to what he was doing. All along with a small smile on his lips.

- Paul! Paul! Can you help me I’m not tall enough to pu... Continue»

After leaving the prone Josie in such tormenting and tortuous strappado position. Vanessa led Miranda, trailing behind her lifting the hem of her long leather dress as high as she could while trying to watch her own footings, to the next workshop in the vast estate. Vanessa stopped suddenly , causing Miranda almost to bump into her from behind, Vanessa smirked and turned and let a salacious wry smile turn from the corners of her mouth, "Careful Miranda, you wouldn't want me to do to you what i did to poor little Josie now would you my dear!" her smile lingered leeringly at Miranda.
"N-n-no" M... Continue»

Just a sample from a story written for a previous Master.

i anticipate the meeting for days. As i am on the way to Your home, the anticipation grows to overwhelming. i try not to dampen my panties as You have not given me permission to cum. i pull into Your drive grinning ear to ear. With a deep intake of air i get out and excitedly walk up to Your door. i knock on the door and hear Your voice inside. Perhaps on the phone. i wait for a few moments and then knock again. You open the door and the feelings overwhelm me. i just want to hold You. W/we embrace and You pull back asking me if i rem... Continue»

It was a Friday night. Calm, not one cloud in the sky and it was quiet. Just me and my Mustang GT. Thought about gettin gas before hitting the parkway to Atlantic City. Besides, got a wad of cash and a mind full of fantasy. Little did i know that my deepest fantasies were to come to life in the matter of moments.

Damn, this gas attendant is taking forever...

While at the nearest gas station closest to the parkway, i noticed my guage was on empty and staring into the fog surrounded light pole, the engine sorta lulled me into relaxation. Then, in the corner of my eye, i spot a police squ... Continue»

Chapter 4




Mandy stared at nothing out the windshield. "Oh, about a week should
do."

"A week! I was thinking of hours! I can't stay a week, I've got to be
back to work on Monday."

"Oh, come on," Mandy said reproachfully, "we haven't seen each other in
years. Besides, you look like you could use a vacation. Don't you
have some vacation time you could use?"

"Well... I've got thirty days a year, and I haven't used any yet, but.."

"Then it's final! I'll hear no more about it. We'll just stop off at
your place, pick up this kinky wardrobe of yours, and then h... Continue»

After their first orgasms in the basement of the old comix outlet, Mr. Peterson had collected their wet panties and lead his young guests in a short walk around the corner to a large Chienese shop, fully packed with a wide choice of exotic goods and herbs. Having his own choice of home-grown herbs, Mr. Peterson rather cared to find a rare light and thin flexible tool, and he was sure to encounter something useful there for his ladies, who were gazing around excitedly at all goods on offer. Soon he found what he´d been looking for. And selected two exquisite small twig-like instruments. He call... Continue»

One leg at a time, I eased out of the pantyhose and dropped them on the bed. He picked them up, stretched them a few times, and said "I'll bet these would make pretty decent ropes."



There was a strange note in his voice that I'd never heard before. I continued to undress, dropping my bra to the floor, and answered carefully, "Probably. After all, don't stranglers use them?"



He stretched one nylon leg over his hand and stood behind me. He didn't say anything, just nibbled on my neck and ran the silky yet rough nylon across my nipples. They shriveled into erect knobs almost insta... Continue»

Mrs.Yu Tan, 27, is a very self-confident and pretty business woman. She grew up in China so she doesn't speak much English, much more tagalog. She wanted to open business here because she heard a lot of chinese coming here for business.

Mrs. had a sexy body and enjoys lathering a thick layer of soap all over her naked body and allowing the jets of water to strike her ripe breasts enlarging her nipples. She had large brown nipples that always appeared hard.

After drying off, Mrs. Yu Tan dressed for her business meeting even though it was still 2 hours off. She wore thin, blue, floral pant... Continue»

She was the Queen Bee of the community, and an especially ripe specimen of woman she was indeed. Blonde, 5’8” and 11 stone, she was not scrawny. Zaftig, in fact, fit her well. She described herself as sucky fucky happy go lucky. And she certainly was that and more, the night we met.
My first play party, organized by the community that had sprung up around a bulletin board. This was in the days before the world wide web. Telnet and TTY interface was the state of the art.
I did not see much of QB during the party. She stayed in the master bedroom of the suite and hosted a succession of alpha-... Continue»