The room was booked, and I was anticipating getting things prepared for Jake’s birthday surprise. The room was nicely kept; I had removed the roses in the bag and placed rose petals over the hot bath water. Jake deserved a nice hot bath. I removed my accessories from by bag and removed “Blue” aka the bunny vibrator with a clitoral bullet simulator and a special sleeve. I placed it on the night stand. I had placed candles...
The night seemed so short. I wished it would not have ended. Jake and I had attended a school function dinner. We had many aphrodisiacs to set the mood for the night: Orange Glazed Salmon and shrimp cocktail was one of the many appetizers offered to us. “You look exceptionally well with your red laced corset and pencil skirt, Lyric,” stated Jake. I acknowledged him with a silent nod. Thereafter, I had returned to the netw...
Thesmile on Jake’s face was devious; his freckles were prominent. The whitening of his teeth shined. I was driving from class with Jake. I had offered to take him to the park and bus ride on the way home. “I would like that very much, Lyric. I have no payment though to reciprocate the gesture.” “I will think of something,” I uttered with my mischievous smile. Traffic was horrible on the highway, Jake was growing a bit fas...
A visual voice mail alert rang through the dining room area. I had grabbed my phone from the charger and see the message I had missed. It was the little piece of shit, Charles, the slave. I had not heard from him in two years since my last encounter with him. Charles is 41 years old. He is an anti-social man with an asshole which can stretch for hours. He loves to be a cum slut and eats his own cum. I have trained Charles...
He said I had belonged to him. He said he did not want to share me with anyone else. He said he loved I was his Lyric. I had missed him dearly. My heart wept for the words or one look from my teacher. Sleepless nights, restless days, four long weeks have passed. The scarlet laced choker has sat on the vanity case for three days now. Class is just class. A temporary teacher had taken the place of Mr. Diaz for weeks at a ti...
It was a mundane Wednesday for me. The teacher was being short and indifferent as usual, worse than a woman on an emotional rollercoaster while having pre-menstrual symptoms. I was still healing from my wounds from the previous encounter with the notorious nine tails flogger used to break my bad habits of arriving late or not turning in assignments on time. I never responded back to my teacher, shocked and deceived by one...
The sound of my stiletto patented leather high heel shoes echoed in the foyer of the five story building. Dressed to kill in a black corset with a black pencil skirt, (the one I wore on Monday, with a long slit in the back,) I was walking faster than the speed of light since I was running five minutes late for my office appointment with Mr. Diaz. Mr Diaz... reminiscing of Monday, where the class was watching a film and he...
Going on four weeks in the semester, I am enrolled in a Multicultural Studies Course. I am a student with a 3.7 GPA, I work hard for my grades. I work over 60 hours a week with being a highly requested phone lady helping clientele with phone sex. I LOVE MY FUCKINGJOB!!! I also am crushing hard over my teaching assistant professor not knowing how I am going to approach him with, "Hi, I am majoring in English...your course...
