Julie was a bit of a shy once when she started her dental training. She was only 18 and it was the first time that she had lived away from home.But the years of training meant that when she graduated she had the highest average starting salary of any graduate profession, including medical doctors and

After working each other into a urgent need to orgasm, Anna and Shiv became acutely aware that they were missing a tool. They looked at one another and smiled with simultaneous recognition of their problem.”Somehow we need a Conner-connector, Anna laughed. Don’t ask me to explain why, but he is the perfect intermediary for two

Everywhere I go in the room, her eyes follow.Usually when I chain my sweet girl naked to the table I blindfold her so she never quite knows what is coming, or when. Sometimes, times like today, there is no eye cover, and she is permitted to see. She thinks of this as a reward for

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Lorie stood outside in the freezing cold, completely pissed because she couldn’t get her door opened. Her ride had left, she didn’t have a cell phone, and the fucking key wouldn’t turn in the lock. It was the perfect ending for a fucked up night. She felt tears welling up in her eyes as she

Sophie was late.She prayed that the bus she was on would go faster so that she could make it to the job interview with just a twenty minute delay. With how slow the bus was crawling though, and with the traffic she saw out of the window, she could be happy if she arrived only

Day X Month XX Year XXXXDear Diary,They say everyone has a story. A tale they could tell to just about anyone and give a perspective on the life they’d lived. But what do you do when your story is rather, adult in its content? Do you modify it? Or do you just keep it to

This is a one off story without Darla, Mistress and all the other characters from my other stories. The themes are the same and I hope you enjoy it!”I don’t know why you have to do this. You know I don’t like it. I can’t stop you but you’d better not get caught. My reputation

I put an ad out on Craigslist. I’m not sure it would work as well today. I simply said I was looking for a live-in housekeeper. I put in the ad that she’d have to sign an NDA because I have some very personal non-traditional lifestyle choices. I said that to screen out those who’d

A flash of lightning:Into the gloomGoes the heron’s cry.Matsuo Basho.JILLIt wasn’t anything like television or the movies. No cold-storage drawer sliding out of the wall, no ghastly fluorescent lights, no sheet pulled dramatically back to reveal the disfigured corpse.An assistant coroner, who seemed very young, led us into a private room, where a kind police

Violet was escorted back to her room by a make-up artist assistant.She was exhausted and felt like she had just been put through a cram session for her Master’s mid term. She had been putting on makeup since she was a teenager but after she had applied her take on ‘goth’ make-up, she had been

This is the Sixth part of my story Mistress Sarah’s queendom.Please read part 1-5 to understand this part better.Its 04:30 in the evening and Mistress Sarah is sitting on her sofa like a goddess she is. She is wearing her red dress which is knee length. She is not wearing any panty or bra. Her

London. Summer, 2023.The wall clock read 4.45. Marian smiled to herself as she sat up in her plush chair. The sun had dipped in the sky and the light in her executive office became muted. Shadows played out on the walls as the dwindling rays found the gaps in the Venetian blinds over the one

Val turned off all the lights and pulled the door locked behind them. They retraced their steps back through the basement hallways to the elevator.They went to dinner and chatted amiably about everything except what happened earlier in the basement.After dinner, Val finally brought up the current challenge.”So, how do you feel being locked up?”

When Jill returned home from the farm tour, she immediately checked her emails. As promised, she found the email with the attached contract from Madam Serena. Tense, she opened the document. For a contract, it was very easy to read. The language was very clear and straightforward. The contract simply demanded total submission:The signatory gave

Kate can feel eyes on her. She glances at the nerd sitting alone at the end of the bar. The way he looks at her, like he has the right to, pisses her off. She’s here to have a girls night with Abby, but this loser is undressing her with his eyes.Kate orders another drink

When C starts a lesbian affair her husband has to choose between fighting for her or accepting her offer to feminise him. As a long time crossdresser he chooses to become Ffion. C’s affair with Jenny deepens but she still has a place in her heart for Ffion. The lovers tempt Ffion with a life

Disclaimer: Please read and take note. This work explores themes of power imbalance, older man/younger woman, corporal discipline, and the corruption of Christian traditions in a historical context. Please do not read this story if you find such themes offensive, distasteful, or upsetting. Also, understand this is a work of fiction directly from the creative

My Journey – Part 5 – slave girl saraWhen i left my last contract i blagged a train ride, it was ace.Then i just had the urge to leave the train when it stopped at a station.I waited on the platform for the guard’s carriage to pass, he had his window down, I jumped forward.”Thank