Scents of cinnamon and citrus bit the air like the cane about to bite Ruth’s bottom. Again. As she strained at the bindings on her wrists and ankles, Ruth’s eyes shot open. Not that it was of any use, the blindfold was remorselessly effective. Yet it wasn...
During what would soon come to be known as “The Click,” Leila Deacon was dozing on the hard tile floor of her cell. She had no way of knowing that, in a single instant, almost all of the Bureau-issued chastity devices in the country had suddenly unlocked...
"Fuck me harder, yes harder, oh fucking yes, I'm there, yeeeeees," I screamed as John pumped his magnificent penis vigorously inside my responsive vagina. He pounded me until I wept tears of joy as I exploded when he shot his spunk into my throbbing pussy...
Amy was eighteen and at boarding school. Tonight was the Halloween party but she was confined to her dormitory by the Headmistress for her misbehaviour earlier. However, Amy never did as she was told and, once the others had left, got dressed in a sparkly...
On Friday, Salma and I paid a visit to an oasis and date palm plantation at the foot of the mountains. It’s so cool in the date plantation and there is a delightful smell. I had to go back to work on Saturday. Salma had to pack. On arrival at work, Zaineb...
We caught up with Mother early on Thursday afternoon. Salma and I were in our sitting room looking at one of the latest videos when she came in. Mother said, “Are you busy now? I’ve got some time free.” Salma and I looked at each other, nodded, and smiled...
About two months later, Zaineb sent me a note through the secure internal correspondence requesting a meeting. With my new status as a junior officer, even if the content of the note had been knowledge within the office, it would not have mattered. We met...
Chapter 11: Horsing Around with Daddy = "Get down! Hands and knees!" Startled by Daddy’s abruptness, I obeyed quickly, dropping onto the carpet, then lifting my head to gaze up at my master, who jerked my chain viciously, pulling my collar hard into my ne...
Chapter 1 Late teens, my recruitment, the ‘plan’ explained. I am caned for premarital sex. You may know me by the name of Faridah for this story. I grew up in one of the relatively recently wealthy Arabian Gulf States. My family was wealthy by any standar...
It was 1968 and although the so-called swinging sixties were in full swing, this was not the case in suburban Bournemouth. As a retired headmaster from a local mixed grammar school life progressed at an enjoyable if sedate pace. I lived in a semi-detached...
The day after the punishment session with Bill, I stayed overnight at his large house in London. He told me he had invited a group of twelve male friends of his over to his house, where I would be made available to them in his custom-built playroom. He in...
Marie Quinn, aged forty-seven, was visiting a derelict abbey in the English countryside. She had visited it in the past and had rented a cottage in the area intending to visit picturesque villages and places of historic interest that she knew from years b...
Jack decided today was the day he would call at the house he had been monitoring. Jack was forty-two, and the road warden on one of six private roads totaling about a hundred houses. He usually collected the subs and hand-delivered any papers. He had been...
“Bend over,” Mitch said quietly. Joanne looked at him, wide-eyed, and obeyed. She bent at the waist, back flat, hands on her knees. He flipped her skirt over her hips and ran a hand down her bare bottom and thighs. She knew better than to wear panties, wh...
As forty-seven-year-old Marie Quinn wandered around the castle that she had not visited for several years, her mind was not on what she was seeing. Her mind was both going back over all the things that had happened since she entered the village pub on her...
