Alex had been ignoring the maddening drip from her kitchen sink for weeks. At first, it was just background noise, something she'd learned to tune out. But lately the sound had twisted into torment — sharp, deliberate plink-plinks echoing through the stillness of her mornings. Each drop filled her head, nagging, insistent, teasing. Frustrated, she slammed her cup down on the counter and pulled up a plumbing service on her...

"That was Cheryl. Her favourite band is playing at the City Hall on Friday night. Wants my company," Jo said, stretching her legs out on the couch. The message was typical Cheryl—short, direct, no room for negotiation. "You should definitely go," John said, flicking through the channels without really watching. A football match blurred past, then a cooking show. "You guys haven’t had a wild night out in ages." He stopped...

Lieutenant Wood stumbled as she climbed onto her king-size bed, her heart pounding wildly in her chest, her mind still reeling from the sudden shift in their dynamic. She felt unsteady, her body trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation as she scrambled to obey Sergeant Blake's command. As the beautiful redhead girl tried to regain her footing, the black older woman's hand came down hard on her bottom, the sting of th...

The dress felt like a costume. Deep crimson silk, it was cut lower and tighter than anything Devon owned, hugging the curves of her hips and belly with a possessiveness that made her skin prickle. She stood nervously in the opulent foyer of Tonya’s apartment, her fingers itching to fidget with the simple silver key Tonya had just given her. Her key. The weight of it in her small clutch felt monumental. Tonya moved through...

The doorbell rang at 4:07 in the afternoon—a touch late, as always. For Giselle, the tardiness was a signature act of playful defiance, a flirtatious breaking of the rules she usually followed in hopes of a little firm retribution. But today was their Ten-Year Anniversary. She knew that this evening, the dynamic would shift—moving away from her usual Sex Slave role under her Master and Mistress, toward something entirely...

It’s quite remarkable how much better sound carries at night than during the daytime. That’s how I knew Cheryl and Amanda were coming to my house before they rang the doorbell, and how I was able to get my top off before they rang it. The look of surprise on their faces was completely worth it. “Evening, ladies. Glad you could make it.” “Clarissa…you’re not wearing a shirt.” Amanda’s eyes looked ready to pop out of her he...

The dimly lit hotel room was a sanctuary, the air heavy with anticipation. Camille stood by the window, her slender frame bathed in the faint glow of the city lights outside. Her perky breasts strained against the delicate lace of her bra, a stark contrast to the nervous flutter in her chest. She watched as Iris, her lover, her forbidden desire, moved with purposeful grace across the room. Iris’s tight ass, encased in she...

Obioma parked the car and walked into the airport, noticing how sparse the hustle and bustle was. In fact, you couldn't even call it that, it was more like just a few people going about the arrival and departure activities, most of them going and coming from business trips. "Definitely not like Christmas," Obioma thought to herself, knowing too well the loud commotion typical of Nigerian airports during that season. This...