I wanted to write and tell you all about the day my friend Janice and I spent at the zoo. First, I should tell you that we haven’t been friends for very long, and Janice didn’t know that I’m bi-sexual, so this day came as a very pleasant surprise. It was a beautiful spring day,
I awaken. I open my eyes, but am still enveloped in darkness. I try to get up, but my hands are tied behind my head, and my legs are tied down spread-eagled. My heart begins pumping hard and I can feel the fear and adrenaline surging. I’m about to scream when a soothing masculine voice
He was her favorite student. The other teachers thought of him as insubordinate, unmanageable, and wild, but she saw beyond that. His writing had shown her the hurt and the anguish as well as the inner strength that had developed as a result of growing up abused. He was 18, a senior in Samantha Stewart’s
Once upon a time, in a kingdom called Coitusland, there lived a beautiful princess named Chastity. Chastity was the most beautiful girl in the land. She had long, red hair, sparkling green eyes, and full soft lips. Her body looked as though the Gods themselves had molded it. Large round, firm breasts, a tiny waist,
Jade opened her eyes, but the room was too dark to see. She tried to move her arms, but they were bound above her head. Not tight enough to cause pain, but enough to keep her immobile. Could she move her legs? “Damn!” She was tied spread-eagled. “What the hell happened?” She tried to remember,
Hannah always had a hard time getting into clubs. Even though she was 21, she looked 19, if not younger. Sometimes it was tough to convince them even after seeing her valid ID. Tonight she waited in line at the Torque Round club, fanning her face with her ID and wondering what kind of trouble
I was driving home from work in my boyfriend’s convertible. The weather was excruciatingly hot & I had the top down – wind blowing through my medium blonde hair which was made even blonder by lots of time in the sun. I was wearing a light flowery sundress – of course I was wearing nothing
It was loud, crowded, and the booths were not very private, but that didn’t keep Mistress from having some fun. She ordered big for herself and ordered the kid’s plate for me. Fish sticks, mac & cheese, and green gelatin. While we were waiting for our food, Mistress took a frumpy housedress out of her
I was at her feet, eyes lowered, when she told me to start worshipping her pussy. I did so, with so much eagerness to please and practiced fervor – but she would not have it. She grabbed my hair and yanked back and down, making me lose my balance and making me fall on my
I am slave Leigh. My Master’s name is Dark Hunter. I am allowed to call Him Dark Hunter, Sir or Master. I was instructed to write this out by my Master and share it with the world. I am to write out: a) The nature of my relationship with Dark Hunter b) Why I am
