The month sped by, and I found myself fully immersed in work again throughout October. An unplanned trip back to the States, and the additional preparations that required, meant that my weekends were taken up, and I had to disappoint Cait several times. I was grateful that she seemed to take it in stride, and she even surprised me once, driving an hour up from Abingdon to steal me away for a quick dinner. “My adoring gent...

The Foundation Khail embarked on their journey as a friend, taking the time to truly understand Sameera's world—her likes, dislikes, and boundaries. With every interaction, their comprehension of each other grew, like pieces of a puzzle coming together. As time passed, Khail built a strong emotional connection between them, step by step. They were consistently there for Sameera, creating an environment where she felt safe...

Walking into the house, I drop the keys into the dish, by the door, a little louder than characteristic. She walks in behind me, obviously uneasy. I close the door, lock it, and head to the kitchen. Pouring myself a glass of water I quickly chug it, trying to settle my nerves. It doesn’t work. Only one thing will. I turn around. She is standing at the bottom of the steps. The hem of her shawl in her hands, she shuffles it...

The End. She drops the kinky quill, satisfied it's her best writing yet. Her clamped thighs relax, and he unsticks his face from her puss. His face is glazed, crusting from days of drawing out her creativity, one laborious lick at a time. His mouth, thankfully, had taken over after his penis collapsed in its hard-fought last spurt. His member dangles lifeless, raw and swollen from its exhaustive service to the cause. Who...

The midnight, summer breeze felt fresh over her face. The whole world dancing beautiful once more. She was on an adventure – a quest! To reclaim her lost property. What a sensible thing to do. And she even knew the way… to the lake, at least. She smiled sincerely as a giggle of exotically-dressed women frolicked past. The lake was sublime, dark waters wisped in low mist and dotted with islands of magical lights. The colou...

His eyes swirled black magic… and Sophie fell right in. Like being sucked into a whirlpool and dragged under. The Circus Master’s demonic expression remained fixed as the spell bound tighter and tighter. Dmitri bustled to the front of the stage. ‘Ladies and gentlemen, we have a volunteer.’ He beckoned with theatrical dynamism. ‘Come on my love. Aren’t you pretty.’ Hand half-hiding his mouth to dramatise the stage whisper....

The lionesses were wild and unruly, slinking around the stage. Contorting their beautiful faces to snarl bright, white teeth. The Circus Master unfurled his whip – a creeping slipper-slap as it unravelled onto the boards. Several meters of platted leather, two centimetres in diameter at the hilt, tapering down smoothly, thinner and thinner, until it was just a single strap of hide with a wiry thread of a tongue. He stirre...

‘These pills are fucking nothing! Knew he was a bull-shitter. Told you they’d be tic-tacs.’ ‘You said they’d be Rohypnol.’ ‘Then at least I’d be fucked!’ Tanya laughed at her own joke, the hilarity escalating as she realised her serendipitously-distasteful double-entendre. Such a big, dirty guffaw of a laugh – always uplifting – could throw you right up in the air. She jaunted off-kilter, bumping against Annie, who bounce...

The lithe brunette chipped to the counter with that year’s Christmas present to herself – which she saved for first because everyone else could wait. It was love at first sight, days before her store visit, when she discovered the naughty undergarment online. The model’s ass wasn’t as nice as hers, of course. “Ooh, these are popular,” said the blonde clerk, whose nose stud gleamed in the store’s bright lights. “I can’t im...

It was a chilly night late in December. I was out caroling with a group. Although some in the group were good enough singers, others, like Carol, were less musically inclined. But everyone was enjoying it. Carol was a pretty, tallish, well-proportioned blonde. What she lacked in singing talent, she made up for in enthusiasm. As I would soon learn, Carol did everything enthusiastically. Unfortunately, right at the moment,...

While she drove home, she called Brad. “Got any plans for dinner?” she asked. “None.” “I’ll stop in town and bring something back. Alright?” she asked. “You’re the best!” “I know. Maybe you can thank me later?” she teased. “Gladly.” She brought home dinner, and they ate it in the little dining room, but as they dined Christmas looked at the empty chairs and remembered. Seven years, but not one of them passed without that...

He is quite wealthy, but that is not why Lisa loves him. He is elegant, but that is not it either. He is beautiful, but that does not matter. What matters? His love and care for her. His interest in every detail of her life. His intelligence. His firmness. His kindness. He is the owner and CEO of a private rail car company, catering to the old money. They, therefore, travel by train. He has told her that he wishes her to...

Tuesday morning had arrived, I got up early and after pondering what to wear, I chose my black matching suspender and brief set with lace top opaque stockings, a dark green skirt and a short white top. I had ordered some items online, one package was due Friday, the other next Monday, so, as I wasn’t expecting any deliveries today. I was feeling rather relaxed, carefree, and was not worried about what I was wearing, or no...