Samantha thrashed from side to side in her bed as she dreamed. She ran her hands over her body; up to her breasts to twist and pull her long hard nipples; down to press her hands between her spread thighs to finger and rub at her dripping wet sex. She moaned and thrashed her head from side to side, gasping and planting a pink lipstick kiss against her white pillow.  The demon drudges were upon her. She closed her eyes and...

New Orleans. City of a million dreams. The Big Easy. Samantha had roamed the crowded streets of the French Quarter looking for the excitement that she craved. She was looking for something to fill the void left after the break-up. It was hot and steamy and only hours away from July. She scanned the crowds through eggshell blue eyes, a lot of lost souls looking for something similar, a break from everyday life, excitement...

So, as I settled back into my plush seat and closed my eyes, taking in the warmth of the morning sun pouring in through the windows, I was feeling a little smug I have to say. A business trip to Cornwall on a summer’s day was just what the doctor ordered. I was fully suited and booted, looking sharp, and content with the world. It was still early and the train was filling up, but I had my seat, and the chatter and hustle...

“Turn the radio up!” yelled Frankie, leaning forward so that Albert could hear her above the already loud music and the roar of the open top car. Then she rested back into the middle of the rear seat with her arms open wide, and she curled her red lips into a satisfied, slightly drunken smile. The warm air rushed through her dark curls and the blue night seemed vivid to her, viewed through her ever present shades. When sh...

The two burly security guards nodded to the tall man in the hat and coat as he approached the entrance to “The Tea Parlour” with his arm around the narrow waist of a beautiful blonde who was blindfolded and secured at her wrists. They gawped at the glimpses of her wonderful breasts, belly and thighs she unwillingly flashed from the open lapels of her coat as she was led along. The guards did not look surprised at the sigh...

My boyfriend, David and I had been dating a few months when he quickly began to realize my terrible habit of never being on time. I was never absurdly late, just always a few minutes past when I said I’d be. He told me it was his biggest pet peeve with me, especially when we were supposed to be meeting somewhere other than his apartment and he was left waiting awkwardly for his date to arrive. David had spoken to me about...

The hot sun, burning on the sand. My feet are burning too. The ocean, clear blue as the waves glistens in the air. In the water I see her. This girl who I've shared many stories with about my escapades. She shared some with me. But we, the two of us, haven't had any of our own. "Would we?" I wonder to myself. We've talked about doing things before, but I just think it's all talk. I watch her this girl as she swims in the...

As the tall man reached Belinda, he looked up briefly, and his dark eyes met her gaze. Water ran from the brim of his hat but his face was dry. He was rugged, Italian looking like her master Belinda thought.  “Turn around,” he said in a deep commanding voice, and he pulled a length of black cloth from the pocket of his coat as he spoke. She spun around on her heels as the thunder rolled and lightening flashed again. She f...

It was a dark night, but warm, and the rain fell in heavy silver droplets, illuminated in the alley by the dull light from the nearby street. The rain fell noisily, splashing down and running in rivers, washing the grime of many hot summer days away; running through the gutters, channels and drains in the alley; splashing onto the tin trash cans and outlet flues; bursting in tiny explosions, rat tat tat on the metal.  Bel...

  Charley Wilson hadn’t had a decent date in months. Twenty-two years old and full of raging hormones, he just had to find a suitable woman for his needs. He didn’t understand that he was a jerk; just that he had a pretty face and an athletic body. Charley finally signed up with an internet dating service, as all the women he approached in singles’ bars, restaurants and at work, walked off after a few words with him. He e...

“You can start by licking my boots,” she purred as she presented one foot to me. Her red lips curled into a smile. “Yes Miss,” I whispered. I took her ankle in my hands softly gripping the leather boot; a knee high tight black leather boot with a platform toe and five inch high stiletto heel. I caressed the precious object as I looked up at her. I was naked, kneeling before her, my heart beating fast, worshipping her beau...

The administrative duties of Bonnie Anderson, the strikingly attractive 41-year-old principal at Middlesex High, were starting to pile up. Late last week she had to send two recalcitrant students to the dean for a spanking. Determining who needed a good spanking might seem like a simple task, but Miss Anderson had to investigate the problems, interview the students and teachers involved and decide on the proper punishment...

They stand side by side, chatting as if they’re friends, but all they have in common is me. The musky scent of his aftershave clashes with the sweet cherry of her lip gloss. The truth behind the combined scents causes a sickness to bubble inside me, but I’m frozen as I stand staring at the sight of my lover standing next to the object of my desire. Her beauty is home to me. The first time our lips met, her strawberry lip...

I'll admit it: I'm not so good at playing the part of "wing man" to someone else, particularly when the "someone else" is my sad sack of a best friend, Wayne. He had just been dumped by his long time girlfriend Crystal, a cruel, unattractive thing who hated all of Wayne's friends (me included) and was borderline abusive to him.     Secretly we had all applauded the breakup which had been the result of her blatantly cheati...

My boyfriend had been asking me for weeks what I wanted for my upcoming birthday. After a few pleading attempts to at least give him a clue as to what I might like, I finally got up the courage to ask for something that I had been wanting for quite some time. A spanking. I told him that I wanted a birthday spanking, an actual spanking. Not just a few passionate swats during sex. I wanted him to give me an actual punishmen...