The journey to Cornwall with my “owners”, Bluebelle and Abigail, took four hours, and, as instructed, I kept quiet while hoping that one of them would say something to me that might allow me to speak. But it was almost as if they'd forgotten I was there. Nonetheless, they chatted non-stop with one another, which at least allowed me to gain some knowledge of where we were going and what I'd be doing. Eavesdropping, and joi...

Maureen took her time preparing me for the flogger. My freshly shaved naked body stood precariously on the two crates with my legs spread open, while my wrists were still fastened to the cuffs hanging from the ceiling. My body had been here in this position for over a half hour, and I was starting to get some muscle cramps and aches, but I dared not voice those concerns to Maureen. She walked around me, twirling the flogg...

I was stuck in a dead-end job, no money, and not even a boyfriend. For the second time in three months, I wasn’t able to pay rent when it was due. “You’re in a rut,” my old school chum Julie Cummings said as we sat at the kitchen table. It was a nice condo overlooking a country club golf course. Three bedrooms, three baths, and conveniently located near the city. More than I could afford. “Have you considered a new exhibi...

I stepped carefully across the sun-warmed grass at the back of the property, my long blue dress swaying lightly with each step. The umbrella I held in one hand shaded me from the sun, but I barely noticed it—I was too curious about the rickety shack up ahead. I’d seen the men working on something all morning, moving cotton and tools around, but I had no idea what exactly they were up to. As I got closer, I noticed them. S...

Ashley Helms has been an employee at Rutherford Financial for about three months. She is short and very petite with long blonde hair flowing down to about midways of her back and bright blue eyes that sparkle when she smiles. Ashley was running a bit behind on her way to work. She was stopped by the red light on St. Joseph’s St. She looked over to her right and was pleasantly surprised at the older man in a car beside her...

My sister, Phoebe, and her friend, Zoe, were looking after me for the weekend—babysitting they called it. They were both intent on humiliating me and making me suffer, allegedly for my crime six years earlier of searching through Phoebe's underwear drawer. I say allegedly because I now think Phoebe, assisted with unbridled enthusiasm by Zoe, simply enjoys the power she has over me. Both girls become visibly excited when t...

Liddy wasn't sure what to expect as she led the procession through the estate. Hope was beside her in full armour polished to a shine. Cat was in a devastating black dress that fit right in with the high-class meeting. Mari, on the other hand, walked a tightrope between high class and burlesque with her violet dress. Ving, in contrast, wore her racing jacket over a tight-fitting jumpsuit and high boots in a bit of a mocke...

Cat was trying very hard to be interested in the discussion about new ember engines with the man who kept trailing off to stare at her body in the black swimsuit. She had to admit, it was hard for her not to look at the other women herself. Of course, the whole conversation ended when Hannah and Ving entered the area, leading the other racers into the pool. Some of the deckhands had already set up privacy curtains, though...

His steel hardness pulsed inside of me, my pleasure nub rubbing deliciously against his pubic bone. "You'll stay still." "Yes," I moaned softly in a divinely erotic trance, completely surrendering to his commanding presence. His lips brushed against my neck, causing me to tremble in anticipation of his bite. The pain from his fangs piercing my skin was exquisite, blending seamlessly with the pleasure coursing through my v...