"The weekend in Vegas comes to an end"
Mistress J leaned against the back of the oversized bath tub. Brenda lay between her legs, her back against Mistress J's big tits. The hot, oil scented water caressed and soothed their skin. Mistress J used a washcloth to gently...
"Brenda learns why Master brought her to Las Vegas"
Saturday Evening By 7:00 they had finished their room service dinner. Master had showered and dressed, Brenda was nude. Brenda didn't eat much, she couldn't stop thinking about what might happen tonight. They were going home tomorrow so she knew...
"A relaxing Saturday in Vegas"
Saturday Morning "Good Morning slave." Her Master's voice woke Brenda from a deep slumber. It took her a minute to remember where she was. It started coming back to her, naked in a king size bed with her Master, Las...
"Master takes Brenda shopping"
They rode the elevator downstairs and emerged into the noise and bustle of the casino. Even in the afternoon it was alive with lights, sound and people. Brenda held her Master's arm as they walked through the crowd. Brenda could...
"Weekend in Vegas"
Monday, 12 days later It was almost two weeks later and Brenda kept daydreaming about Mistress J. She wondered if she would ever get a chance to see slave suzi's video. She really wanted to. Brenda was distracted from any...
"Master let me masturbate today"
Wednesday, four weeks later Brenda had been running errands most of the morning. After dropping the kids at school, she went to her aerobics class at the health club. Then it was off the dry cleaner, followed by what was...
"MILF can't resist secret meetings with her Master"
Brenda lay on the bench staring out the open window. At first, she only heard silence the after last sound of her Master’s car disappeared. Then she started to hear other sounds from outside she hadn’t noticed before. The breeze...
"MILF can't resist secret meetings with her Master"
Master pulled the nipple chain away from her body and slipped the handle of the flogger over it. He slowly lowered the flogger until the chain was supporting its weight, then let go. The nipple clamps tightened under the strain....
As she waited in her car, Brenda couldn't believe she was here again. Her short, shallow breathing and rapid heartbeat evidence of her apprehension. My God. I'm a happily married wife and mother, why can't I stop doing this? Brenda...
"One man's life on the precipice takes a new turn."
All around me, the grimy, cracking walls echoed with the deafening snarl of pistons. Burning rubber kicked up a storm of gravel that ricocheted all around like gunfire. I pressed myself deep into the darkest corner of the bridge arch...