She had fixed her dinner and eaten, in the nude as instructed.  She had been a little worried that someone might see in the window, but then after a little while, it felt so freeing to walk around naked that she just did not care.  Why had she never done this before?  Because she never knew Professor Ryan before, and all that he was offering her.  Well, she hoped he was offering her.  He hadn’t really said so in so many w...

The next few days were horrible for Emma waiting for anything from the Professor.  She had been brought to a new sense of being.  Somewhere she never would have dreamed of being at, and now she longed for more of it.  But strangely she realized a big part of her was longing to serve the Professor, bring him to where he needed to be.  The longer she had to wait, the more she desired to be able to do this.  And the time mak...

When Emma got home she still felt shivers running through her. She did what she was directed to do and went right to her bedroom to ready for bed. Now, Emma wore thick panties and a long nightgown her whole life – usually flannel in winter and cotton in summer. They all buttoned up to her neck and had long sleeves. After she had taken her bra from her purse, looked at it and blushed, and then throwing it in the trash toni...

Donald came and stood beside her, and again, raised his hand and spanked her for her indiscretion.  He did this time seven times on each cheek.  It took a while, as between each spank he would rub and knead her cheeks for a minute or so.  This attention was so nice, but it made each slap sting a little more, which Emma found pleasured her in a way also.  Oh, she had yearned for attention for so long, that any she got was...

Time became meaningless to Emma as she drifted in and out of sleep in her blind state.  Her body continued to crave to be touched; she felt herself lifting her torso up over and over, trying to reach for something that wasn’t there.  She moaned quietly in frustration.  Donald had set a camera in the bedroom, out of sight, and with a filter for the darkness of the room.  He could hear and see Emma’s every move and action a...

As they entered the bedroom, she saw a substantially sized bed in front of her, with only a powder blue silk bottom sheet on it.  It had head and foot boards with posts rising to almost five feet from the ground on all corners.  Donald told her candidly to lie on her back on the bed.  He then picked up some silk scarfs and starting at her right side, he lifted her arm up and tied her wrist to the post. Then he moved down...

Emma was a woman in her early forties.  She was somewhat shy and had lived a rather sheltered life, spending many years taking care of her parents until they both died a year or so ago.  She never really had a boyfriend, and she blushed even to herself when she admits (only to herself) that she was still a virgin.  She had gone to the local college and did get a degree, in totally inappropriate subjects to ever really get...

Now, I am not normally one to talk in movies. But my boyfriend and I were among about eight other moviegoers in the entire theater, and we had both already seen the movie. Going was more to kill time than anything else, and hell if I wasn’t going to chat with him about it. The movie was boring, and I had been silly enough to wear a little sundress despite the air conditioner in the theater blasting. About ten minutes into...

God, I’m so horny and I have no one to properly fuck my brains out, Isabella thought to herself as she gazed outside the large window of her studio in the Upper West Side. It was a gorgeous summer day and Isabella couldn’t deny the primal yearning stirring within her womb. She needed to get fucked properly, and while there were no doubt hordes of men who would be willing to satisfy that need for her, she couldn’t bring he...

Imagine yourself waking up right next to me. Spooning you, my arm around your waist, my dick pushing against your ass... Just laying there in my embrace, feeling the warmth. I tilt your head over and kiss you. Long. Deep. My mouth wanders down to your neck. My hand roams across your waist, over your ass and finally starts rubbing your legs. I do this for a while and you savor the moment... My dick is growing harder agains...

She wants to get lost in your voice while you undress her soul,one sinuous thread and one phantom longing at a time.Leaving her bare and fragile,fear is only a temptation of fleeing,of every vulnerability handed over,being taken but not treasured.She needs reassurance as you capture her mind,she is your submissive,a beautiful mysterious knotjust aching to be untied by more than just knowing fingers.You are the reassurance...

Her shoulders ached as they strained against the bonds. Her hands twisted in the cord loops attached to the headboard of the bed. The crop came down across her spine and she yelped, squealing like a pig when the crop came down on her ribs several times in quick succession.  "Does my little lady need a gag?" His voice was teasing, soft and hard and a little menacing. She arched her back against his stomach and he held his...

One would think that I’d be satisfied with the abundant amount of cum that Laurence has given me for the past two days, but it obviously isn’t enough as I squirm on the chair at work. I fantasize about him binding my small wrists together while he stuffs his cock down my throat as I have a little plug teasing my tight, virgin ass. I imagine his thick, long cock deep inside of my ass and I have to dig my nails into my thig...