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Executive Submission
“Executive Submission is a successor to the story Training Michelle, and is a companion to Elegance Ravished and Predators and Prey. If you wish to know more about Michelle and how she came to be owned by Master Damien, you should start with Training Michelle (Chapter 1, naturally). In any case, enjoy!”
*Scene 1 – Dressing For Success*
It is 6:30 in the morning on a bright, sunny July day. Michelle has just bathed, and finished shaving her body. She is rubbing lotion onto her long, smooth, tanned legs and her silky soft bald pussy when the telephone rings. “Yes, this is Michelle,” she speaks into the phone. A thrill runs up her spine and goose bumps appear on her arms, as if by magic, when she hears her Master”s voice. › Continue reading
First Meeting
Dana sat at the bar idly stirring her drink with a little red straw. She had come into the bar over an hour ago to try an unwind after a long week. She thought a drink or two might take her mind off of everything but since she sat down three guys had already been over to talk to her with one bad line after another, at least the last one had bought her this drink but he was no different than the rest. These guys just came up and would say anything to try and please her thinking that was the best way to get her out of here and maybe back to their place for a little hanky panky. › Continue reading
Easy Street Ch. 03
“David” finally spoke. He reached between her legs and fingered her sweet honey pot that I had so recently devoured. She bucked up against him, as he said, “Aren’t you forgetting something? You had a plan, remember?”
Mary stretched her neck so that she could look at me. Moaning, “yeah, you’re right. Help me, I’ve got to hurry!” With that she took the keys to the cuffs and released me, but not for long. She took one arm and David took the other. I did not resist, and soon found myself spread eagle, this time with my head at the foot of the bed, right at the edge. Mary had brought some rope, and my wrists were tied to the legs of the bed, ankles tied to the headboard. › Continue reading
Double Date
” by Zebulon
This is a work of fiction. No reference to real persons is intended. It contains strong, non-traditional sexual imagery and language. If you don’t like this kind of thing, don’t read it.
This story may be reposted anywhere as long as (1) proper credit is given, (2) I am informed of where it is being posted, and (3) I am allowed free access to the web site where it is being posted.
Feedback is welcome. ”
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“Say again?” His voice was soft and teasing.
She was clearly embarrassed. She looked down at her dessert plate and said, almost in a whisper, “Please.” › Continue reading
To Sir with Lust Ch. 04
We walked back to the building that housed my office. His hand was pressed lightly into the small of my back. The touch was sensuous; it was gentle, yet dominant, and a warm reminder of his presence beside me.
When we arrived at the building, a security guard was exiting. He recognized me because I often work late. He held open the door for us to enter.
“I’ve locked up the building but you’ll be able to get out as always. Have a nice evening,” the guard said. I smiled and thanked him. Master and I walked up the stairs, the sexual tension between us growing with each step. I wondered how he wanted me to pleasure him. The building was silent; I guessed that there was no one in the locked building but us – unless someone else was working late. › Continue reading
To Sir with Lust Ch. 01
Dear Sir:
It has been 17 days since we last spoke, and I have thought of you each and every day. I know that it was my choice to discontinue our…connection…but that has not made it any easier. I dreamed of you last night and I woke with a powerful orgasm, my heart pounding, my hands grasping the sheets, my body pulsing in pleasure with only one thought: You.
I dreamed that I was at work, at the college, and as I turned the corner to head down to my office I saw a man sitting in the chair just to the left of my office door. It is not unusual to see someone sitting there – either waiting for me or a colleague in a neighboring office, but this man caught my attention. There was something about him. Yet, it was not his appearance which drew me in. › Continue reading
Victoria’s New World
Victoria returned from the market, expecting to find that her long time internet friend, who was flying in for a long awaited meeting, had arrived, and was surprised to find a single red rose on her doorstep along with a small overnight bag. On top of the bag, was a short note that read:
“V, I waited for you to leave so that I could arrange our little meeting and ensure that everything would be perfect. In the envelope attached to this letter, you will find a room key and a phone number. There is a room at the little B&B outside of town. I expect you to go there immediately and under no circumstances are you to open the bag I have left. Just bring it with you. › Continue reading
The Interview
“The following story was written with help from a friend who wishes to remain anonymous. If there is enough interest shown, part 2 will given every consideration. All comments and feedback will be much appreciated. We hope you enjoy!”
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This glossy, monthly magazine”s ratings must be falling, I thought to myself. The editor had asked me to be interviewed for an article they were considering, entitled, “Doms and subs, the Whys and Wherefores!” I had nothing planned for that day and it could turn out to be an amusing interlude, to say nothing of the exorbitant fee they were offering to pay for my services, so I agreed to the meeting. › Continue reading
Taming the Teach Ch. 01
“Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations.”
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“This is just another example of why I hate being a teacher,” Ms. Thompson said to herself, as she started her car and pulled out of her driveway. “Kids these days have no respect for authority as it is. Now they are going to make me chaperone the Halloween party and require me to wear a stupid costume!” She looked down at the costume she had picked out. It was a nun’s habit and she carried a teacher’s pointer, completing the ensemble. “This should be authoritarian enough to make sure the little devils continue to respect me!” she thought, as her mouth tightened and pinched together. No one could have guessed that she was attempting to grin. › Continue reading
Slap Me Again Only Harder This Time
Slap me again only harder this time
I have never met my Dad or any of my Dad’s relatives. I have never even seen a photo of my Dad. It’s always been Mom and me. Now, that I am older, I suspect Mom had me out of wedlock when she was my age 19-years-old and, maybe, she did not even know who my Dad was. We have had some tough times but since Mom got her real estate license a few years ago, things have improved financially.
Now, we live in a nice 4 bedroom house in a safe neighborhood, I attend college not far from here so I can still live at home, and Mom has a new car. Life is much better than when she was waiting tables and leaving me home alone every night. › Continue reading
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