Bent over the chair, Hayley waited for him, her heart beating like a hummingbird’s. She lifted up on her toes, arched her back and pushed her ass out, hoping to please him as he sat on the couch, directly behind her. She hoped he was enjoying the view. Th...
Why hadn’t she put her little purse back in her handbag? Hayley was so angry with herself, so angry with everything, she wanted to scream. He’d planned the perfect weekend, she was so looking forward to it, and she was screwing it up. She had taken her...
She said, “You clearly need more discipline. Get your clothes off and get into the living room. Now. I so should’ve spanked you last night.” Half sitting upright and still tangled up in my sheets, I stared at her, my mouth hanging open. My mind was thinki...
I stood at the sink, washing dishes, the anger rolling through me in waves so harsh my gums itched. My new roommate was a slob, worse than that, she was a freshman. I’d expected someone young and lost, someone that would need my guidance and knowledge, an...
As I stood there in the dark, bound tightly to the posts at the end of Robert's bed, I think I was close to yelling my safe word to Robert and Suzy who were sleeping in the bed I was bound to. I really didn't want to use that word, but I was thinking abou...
Baxter House Serena had no want for money when she left for college. In fact, she really didn't need to go to college. The trust funds established by her father allowed her a life of leisure if she wished - and likely those of any children she might have....
This started off somewhere and went somewhere else entirely. As always feedback as well as input on things you'd like to see in this story are welcome! The intervention Serena pulled into her allotted slot at the college community housing and turned off h...
Nobody answered the doorbell and the front door was locked. Alex had already let him know that he might be running late for their bi-weekly meeting, as he still had a few things that needed to be taken care of in the University lab. Johnathan walked aroun...
Sometimes he's the champagne, Sometimes he's the glass. What a lovely way to say "He likes it up the ass." Most folks want to be the flower, Few care to be the vase. But, oh! The awesome power In letting both truths be the case. To truly be the victim And...
I wake up the next morning with sunlight filtering through the window. The morning air feels chilly, but the bed is warm and comfortable. As I stretch out, I realize I’m alone in the bed. Opening my eyes I see that in fact, I am alone; a note is propped o...
I love the many tastes you yield. The soft, fresh sweetness of your lips, tasted in threes. The silky smooth tones of your skin, warm and supple on my tongue, tasting of pleasure sweat and salt, and rich vanilla evening times. The tang of your dark places...
Lacy awkwardly followed along behind her Mistress as Freja sauntered along the beach with the warm waves of the Pacific Ocean lapping at her feet as the setting sun dappled its fading light over both women’s nude bodies. As it was a private beach for the...
The key clinked into the lock, and I was already tired before it even finished turning. I opened the door to my apartment and lugged my workout bag with me. I ached everywhere and I needed a shower, and I was pretty sure I had the start of a black eye, wh...
1000 rooms rain is finally falling, I can hear it hit the ground above me. thunder and lightning roll across the sky fucking each other relentlessly.their sweat falls from the sky cooling air and earth, quenching thirst, washing air. the early morning thr...
This story was motivated by the sight of a very pretty Indian college girl in an atrocious bikini at the pool this summer. Once it started though, it became an exploration of power exchange.All characters in this story are completely fictional.I welcome a...
