Friday night had come fast. I'm uneasy, but excited for what's going to happen. I glance in the mirror, grab my keys and head out to my car. I leave thirty minutes early to beat the crowd, and to get a look...
BDSM
Daddy’s New Girl
"House rules"
Daddy's New Girl, Part 8 House Rules After Stephanie finished her "snack," she crawled into my arms and we fell fast asleep, both of us exhausted. We awoke the next morning around 9:00. I followed Stephie into the bathroom and...
The Pain Slut
"She gets the punishment she deserves...and craves!"
The phone rang. She ran to the phone to pick it up as fast as she could. She knew He did not like to be kept waiting. She had been expecting His call since the answering machine message earlier in...
Daddy’s New Girl, Part 7
"Stephie's opening"
Daddy's New Girl, Part 7 Stephanie's Opening Being a little older now, I don't always sleep through the night. I woke up about 2:00 and got up to use the john. I came back to bed and looked at my...
Daddy’s New Girl, Part 6
"Stephie Learns to Suck"
Still laughing on our way to the bedroom about the plight of our "guest" for the evening we began to get ready for bed. Stephie thought she would just pop on a new nightie and hop into bed. I had...
Lisette’s Submission, Chapter One
"Lisette obeys her master in a car at night in Paris."
We are parked on a street in Paris at night. The streetlights bathe us in a yellow glow. I am on the driver’s side, you are next to me. It is an old Packard, in excellent condition and it has...
He couldn’t take it anymore! This was torture and he had to make it stop! She had been playing with him for more than an hour now, pleasuring him in ways he had never dreamed of before, doing things to...
I held it in my hand, the silver bullet I had bought on line. It was a new toy, a vibrator, meant to be inserted in my pussy. It had a cord on it, leading to a control pad. Using...
The Ad
"She answered a personals ad and got all that she hoped for."
The following story is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and events in it are products of the author’s imagination and are used as fantasy. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental....