Chapter 16: Mistress Victoria Nicky knelt on the cool, dank dungeon floor, waiting for her Mistress’s instructions. Mistress Victoria had been Nicky’s Mistress for almost two years. She was more than just her Domme to Nicky. She was her mentor, her teacher, her guardian. Mistress Victoria was 42. Tall, elegant, an alluring beauty that fills every room she walks into. Whether she is dressed casually while spending downtime...

Hopefully you've read the first part of my story, in which I got our 18 y/o babysitter, Sara, into my bed for a night of passion, when my wife was away on business. Sara couldn't spend the night that time because she still lived at home with her parents, but she told them she was spending the next night at her best friend Janine's house. That would allow us to have an entire night and the next morning for unbridled sex. S...

I rush to His house giddy with anticipation and stricken with fear. It is ever thus, this monthly escape always squeezed into too little time. Little white lies allow me to leave work early and arrive home for dinner a little later than normal. How early and how late determines the amount of time I have to be His. His. For a few hours each month, that word defines me. His – to enjoy as he pleases. His – to tend to His eve...

1. I had to keep reminding myself that I was Lady Mildrith Rhys of Capel-le-Ferne, heiress to one of the most strategic fiefs in England. And I was married to Burke Hollis, eldest son and heir of Ealdorman Walter Hollis of Tunbridge, one of the richest English nobles, a close advisor to the king. But just a few hours after my unconsummated marriage, Danish longships had been sighted from my ancient seat of Hill Fort in Ne...