Melissa found herself on her own, at home, on a Saturday afternoon. It was one of those days where Isabel left her to herself. In the morning, she busied herself with all the chores that had to be done before contemplating a walk in the park. It was a bea...
I’m in hell. I’m walking through Alia’s front door, and I’m in hell. And not in one of the nice circles, oh no. This entire evening has been a gradual, but unstoppable descent into my worst nightmares. I’m wobbly on my feet. My heels – which I hate wearin...
“What the heck did you just ask me?” She turned her face away from me, but not before I caught a glimpse of the shock and embarrassment in her eyes. I felt angry, but her expression was one of embarrassment and hurt. I started to reach for her, then thoug...
“Yes miss, I will make sure,” said Melissa. She put the phone down and went about her tasks for the day. At six o’clock precisely Melissa was preparing Isabel’s clothes that she would wear that evening. The dress was neatly laid out on the bed as were the...
“My name is Melissa and I am Isabel’s slave,” Melissa’s words sounded like an introduction at a Fetish Anonymous group meeting but they were directed towards Amy, Isabel’s friend. It was a fleeting meeting that lasted all of a few minutes and concluded wi...
Father Joseph was by far my favorite priest ever. He was so dedicated to his parishioners and was always ready to assist in my spiritual journey. In his early thirties, he was so wise beyond his years and so well suited to assist. I loved each of our meet...
Franco Cassetti grunted as Blondie 1 (she had stated her name when they met and Cassetti had promptly forgotten it) ran her velvety tongue sharply up the shaft of his thick, stumpy cock. Aside from the grunt and a twitch in one of his pale blue eyes, Cass...
His wife stared at him as he struggled to keep his eyes open. The clicking of his keyboard and the tick of the clock was the only noise that could be heard. She sighed and stood up. Walking with purpose she pushed his seat away from his computer and strad...
“How do I look?” Alia twirls in a deep green dress before me, giggling for all the world like we haven’t spent most of the afternoon trudging through the mall. Still, I’m a good sport, so I give her a smile. “Very pretty, Alia.” God, I feel like I’m in th...
As the pale light of a cold autumn midday filtered through the trees, I wondered how the hell it had come to this. I loved Brian, and he loved me. This was no passing infatuation: I’m talking about four, long happy years of smooth sailing together. How co...
That weekend was a blur of speeches, receptions, and other special events. We also got Skype calls from relatives like Rachel and Todd. Of course, Amy was always the star of the show. Mom got kind of weepy at times, and she kept taking pictures left and r...
For the last five years I've held the chair of Korean History (Early Modern) at my university, which I consider the crowning achievement of my life. I'm the first woman to occupy this particular chair, in a field normally dominated by old men, and at the...
Chad and I were in no mood to talk to Brody right then. We were still naked, for one thing, and our bodies showed the telltale signs of having just gotten laid. I still had cum on my chest, while Chad’s hair was disheveled and his face was flushed. More i...
One cold October evening, Sir told Francesca they were going to go for a drive. Bundled up in his SUV, she wondered what was happening as he drove to a secluded woodland spot near his home. As they arrived, he glanced around checking for other cars or peo...
“How would you like to fuck Karen?” I looked at Mike open-mouthed. He and Karen were old friends. I’d watched them as their relationship developed, seen how they couldn’t keep their hands off each other. I’d helped them move her things into his place. Tha...
