Author's Note: A quiet evening at home, listening to music can be relaxing - for some. It had been an arduous and busy week. Hagen lay in the semi-darkness on his Le Corbusier chaise longue and relaxed with a glass of Scottish “water of life”. Most of the living room was shrouded in shadow, with only a small area in front of the fireplace lit by the flickering flames, and there, right in the middle of his field of vision, he had placed Helena. ...
Slipping off her bathrobe, Samantha found her hands caressing the skin of her stomach and up to her breasts. She looked hard for proof of her age, finding little but confidence in her eyes. Even she would be hard pressed to believe she had just turned 40. Years ago, when she was just starting out in the business world, she had been a striking brunette, who used her beauty and charms to get what she wanted. Now, 20 years later, she found she had everything she had set out to achieve. Her position of Vice President had been earned both through her own sweat as well as the blood of not just a few contemporaries, men and women alike, who stood in her way. The office gossip had always involved the she-bitch Samantha Bennet, someone you didn’t want to lock horns with. Samantha enjoyed the reputation, and enjoyed instilling fear in her employees. The combination of her now striking beauty and steely attitude created a bubble of intimidation around her. ...
Foresightful as I was, I had a small towel at hand as I removed Patrizia’s gag. It was a standard three inch ball gag. Defined by me as standard, that was, because I knew how Triz loathed huge gags. How they put unbearable strain to her jaw muscles. For ball gags – or ring gags not sitting too deep – three inches was the absolute limit she and her talented mouth could take. ...
Author's Note: Continuing story of Anna, Julia and Donald. Also mentions Joanne from “Holidays” “So it’s agreed then my dear, we’ll postpone the wedding and in the mean time we’ll have you collared, as a sign of commitment to our relationship. We’ll have to have a little dinner party with a few friends to celebrate.” Anna beamed and looked down ad Donald, on his knees between hers. “I’m not sure Anna, er I mean Mistress.” He still hadn’t got used to calling Anna Mistress – another idea planted by Julia in Anna’s head he assumed. Julia was now Ma’am, Anna Mistress. “ I mean, you already know that I’m committed. The Lori’s Tube……..” “Yes, yes the Lori’s Tube. I know you’ve been wearing it for a while. But it’s just a way to show me that you’re faithful. You’re not saying that you want to be unfaithful are you?” “No Mistress, but it’s been eight months now. We said our engagement would be eight months, then……” “Then what Donald?” Anna was becoming impatient “Then we’d get married, live happily ever after…….. or you’d fuck my brains out?” “All of that I suppose Mistress.” Donald looked up hopefully and smiled weakly. Anna hitched her skirt up. “You may nuzzle.” ...
John saw Kate’s profile on a BDSM dating website. He was seeking the Mistress/girlfriend of his dreams, and Kate seemed to be exactly what he wanted, but he doubted she would respond. She was 15 years younger than him and her photos showed a beautiful red-head artistically posing in a variety of fetish-wear. He wrote a respectful letter of introduction and was both thrilled and surprised to receive a response. It turned out they shared many of the same “vanilla” interests and chatted online effortlessly for hours, followed by more great phone conversations. Kate finally agreed to meet him for drinks and the chemistry was undeniable. Two martinis later, Kate said: ...
Linda was determined this time. She needed to feel the exquisite torture of being teased. She wanted to be able to prolong the pleasure of arousal as she had experienced in the past. Linda and her partner had been split up for a few months and her mind and body were returning to ’normal’. She wasn’t dating again yet, but her body’s desires were attempting to get her back out there. At night she would masturbate to relieve her tension, but afterwards, always felt disappointed. The orgasm itself felt good, but she always hurried things too much, and hated that the pleasure was over all too quickly. ...
It all started when my friend took me out to his private ranch, out in the hills away from the City. All that open country with trees and even a small creek running through it made it look like heaven to a city girl like me. Even better, he didn’t live there, but had plans to build a house on the property some day. I saw a chance to have a private place where I could escape to indulge in my fantasies, so I didn’t hesitate to ask him for a key to the gate. He gave it to me, somewhat reluctantly, I thought, but I was glad to get it. ...
Of all the part-time jobs I’ve ever been through, and of all the ones I could have ever chosen, I’m probably happiest with my choice to be tutoring ESL now around my school schedule. I make my own hours, set my own wages, and best of all, I get to tutor Katherine. At the age of nineteen (one year younger than me), Katherine is just about every single ESL tutor’s wet dream. Hailing from the distant land of Korea, Katherine is sweet, naive, and innocent. At least that’s the impression she seems to always give. She told me she was often quiet or soft-spoken, no matter who she was around. However after only a couple weeks of tutoring her, our sessions had often evolved into hour-long conversations where she would just talk her sweet little head off. ...
Author's Note: : This is my very first attempt at writing so please bear with this one as I am learning. Most of this short story is written from the first person perspective of one of the doggirls and all of the participants are real as this was originally written as a fantasy/maybe someday kind of story shared between the two main participants and our Owners but we all agreed to share it after it was finished. ~ puppygirl kirika ryoko ...
Part 1 The notion of being tied up had always held a strange fascination for Lauren, although until now her curiosity had lain dormant within her. Now, however, when the hint of an opportunity to actually participate arose, something stirred within her & she found herself desperately hoping that she was going to be able to experience firsthand something that had so far been merely a flight into fantasy. The nineteen year old slim, attractive brunette was staying the weekend at the home of two of her old school friends, Jade & Jasmine. Their parents were away for a few days, so the identical twins had invited Lauren to stay over until Monday at their house in the country. Not so much a house really, as a small mansion, with old creaking stairs, rambling corridors, cellars, an attic, & more rooms than Lauren had ever bothered to count. The house was set in several acres of its own grounds & boasted an orchard & a walled garden. Reached only by a long driveway from the road, the idyllic setting was peaceful, isolated & secluded. ...