“Oh, hi there, stranger! We meet again.” John stood at the entrance to Happy Ending Ranch, a drink carrier with three tall Starbucks cups in hand. Flagstone’s arid landscape wasn’t as enticing as the dazzling, show-stopping allure of Las Vegas, but still...
The restaurant was a very expensive one, with white silk napkins, elegant cutlery, and Victorian-style decor. It was the sort of place her parents only ate at once or twice a year, and as she was shown to her seat, Alex reflected that being an escort tend...
Chapter Nineteen Eight Months Past... "Do you want the appointments," Marla asked. Marla was tempting me with another offer of what I called 'Cinderella Dates' because they ended at midnight. Marla really wanted me to accept more 'dates' because she charg...
Looking back, it's almost comical the way Cathy and I threw ourselves headlong into what we have to admit is a totally deviant lifestyle. We were so excited. We were so easily ensnared by our own unrealized submissive desires. Who would have guessed where...
Returning to my empty apartment and not knowing when I would see Bryan next was depressing. I was excited to deliver him the envelope of money from my visit to Dan and Alicia's, but I did not even look inside. At this point, my whole life revolved around...
As John Reinwald emerged from the airbridge at Harry Reid International Airport, the incessant tinkles and clanks of casino machines greeted him, a chorus so oddly out of place yet quintessentially Vegas. His weary eyes sparked to life, just like that, ta...
Should there, by some rather peculiar turn of fate, happen to be an outside observer along its route, they would probably not even register the Iron Fox. Not just because against the backdrop of Jupiter it was a sorry sight, but because as far as spaceshi...
On Monday afternoon, I was surprised to find two strange men in the living room when Rex brought me home from the barbershop. It was only the fact that I was stark naked except for my cock-cage and collar that I felt constrained from confronting them. Ins...
Long ago, I decided that success in business was much more important than dating or family. My decision paid off in a big way. My startup was a bigger hit than I had dared to dream, and a huge conglomerate offered me an obscene amount of money for it. Aft...
Mr. Smith made his plans to set up more parties for me. I felt sure they would be very popular and very lucrative. Meanwhile, I had been very intrigued by Mr. Thomas's invitation (or maybe it was more like he placed an order) for me to plan a sleepover wi...
Mr. Smith did indeed become a regular customer. I would meet him in his office at least once a week, where he would transform me into his good little girl whore with a stack of cash. He was insatiable and would usually cum two or three times; all I had to...
When Chloe moved in Monday afternoon, my son Jonathan was at a friend’s house down the street and Gerald was at the museum. Instead of using a moving van, a friend dropped her off in our driveway. She was only carrying a backpack and one suitcase. I felt...
"Hi, Mr. Smith! You wanted to see me after school?" "Come on in, Katie. Close the door." I did as he asked, feeling curious about the situation. Mr. Smith had never asked me to come to his office after hours. He had a very odd expression, and he kept glan...
My first name is Rochelle, but my students call me ‘Madame Anderson’. I only teach French three days a week and occasionally substitute for the English department. My family is quite well off, and we don’t need to work, but I enjoy helping young minds dev...
2011 – London - Chapter 1 As Angela Candelema strolled down the bustling streets of East London, her effervescent smile seemed to capture the attention of nearly every passerby. She exuded a youthful charm and optimism that uplifted the spirits of those f...
