Author's Note: Fans of the History Channel will probably appreciate this more than most. But hopefully everyone enjoys ti as much as I had fun writing it. _Update (2012/02/28):* Sorry for the length, apparently having too much fun at Carissa’s expense. Glad you all enjoyed part one and hope you find Part two equally entertaining. Not sure where to take Part three, I have bits written in my head, but no concrete direction.* ...
“Morning sweety.” The cacophony of white noise that permeated the room stopped abruptly, a soft feminine voice taking its place. Justin was quickly pulled out of his half sleep, jolting awake at the sudden change in the sound surrounding him. Before he attempted to stretch his limbs out, he heard the hinges of the thick steel door that she had installed creak along, the sound of scraping metal filling his ears. ...
Emily’s body shivered as she stood in the middle of the empty park, goose bumps covering her body, partly from the cold, but more so from the apprehension. It had been a hot summer’s day and since she hadn’t left the park since late afternoon when her friends said goodbye to her, her clothing didn’t help much to keep her warm; a white thin, short sleeved t-shirt with a low cut neck hugged her thin frame nicely, her white bra just about visible if someone were to look close enough. She also wore a denim pair of shorts that shaped her arse perfectly, a short white pair of socks barely stuck out from above her white trainers. ...
“Alright doll face let me get this straight; your not a hooker. You got lost in the red light district on your way to a costume party, which is why your dressed like a hooker. You stopped for directions and someone snatched your purse; so you propositioned an undercover detective for a ride.” “It sounds a lot worse when you say it officer. You might as well lets say, I’ve heard them all,” Laura Schwartz said. ...
Selene’s arm slides off Tephra’s taut stomach, the motion awakening both of them from their post-coital snooze. Selene then tries to untangle herself from Tephra and the sheets, only to be gently pulled back into Tephra’s handcuffed arms. “Teph, I gotta get going. The taxi’ll be here in an hour.” Tephra looks up with pouting deep green eyes and Selene is tempted to take another spin with her on the now soggy sheets. ...
Author's Note: This is an true account of what happened last month. Enjoy! Every year, I get a few days alone all to myself. And each year, I try to take full use of that time with some intense self bondage while doing some lovely cross-dressing. The plan for this year hatched, like all good plans do, a few months before my free time was set to start. What I had worked out I suspected would be my best episode yet. And man was I right. ...
Author's Note: Victoria and Penelope are engaged in a no-holds-barred mistress/slave relationship. As usual, it’s complicated. Thanks a lot to all who helped with suggestions and editing, especially JG-Leathers, Nye North and GeeTwo. Part 1 - NOW The ceiling lamp flickers, intermittently bathing the windowless room in cold neon light. A naked body begins to move on the narrow bunk where silvery, shimmering chains wind their way over the pale skin of the stretched-out woman. Their soft tinkling is suddenly drowned out by a loud clicking noise from the heavy steel door’s locking mechanism, then a tall woman with long black hair steps through the opening door and stops in front of the wall of bars separating the cell and bunk from the rest of the large room. Over her arm, she carries a comfortable-looking bathrobe, somewhat worn out, which forms a strange contrast to her immaculate black leather outfit. ...
“Why the hell have you bought that thing for when we have more than enough things to pay for?” Sally screamed at John. She was pointing at the open chastity belt on the table. John said nothing. He felt ashamed. He knew she was right, but the need for it had become far too strong to resist it. “It is not as if I said anything about your cross dressing. I went along with it. I even went along with your bondage and tied you up didn’t I? Don’t you love me anymore? Aren’t I good enough?” ...
Author's Note: Hope you like, I’m far from a professional writer, so I’m sure its not perfect. My name is Katie. I’m a freshman in collage and although I’ve never taken a dance class I’ve always been interested in being a cute ballerina. I’m 5'7 and weigh 140. I have perky C breast and long blond hair. Since I got a full scholarship to collage I can’t fail any classes. That’s not too big a problem, since I can normally get guys to do my homework. Some guys consider me a tease since I’m a good Christian girl who has never had sex or a boyfriend. I’ve never even had any one see or touch my breast. ...
Part One Eddie sets the Cosmopolitans down at their little table and nervously scratched his full beard as he surveys the scene with his new girlfriend Gloria. He takes a deep breath and braces for the reaction he suspects will follow. “Gloria?” “Gloria?” This time he taps his girlfriend gently on the shoulder. Gloria is busy chatting it up with a suave looking guy seated at the next table. “Oh, whadda ya want, Eddie?… You know this guy over here is a diamond appraiser!” ...