Servicing Headlington Hall

Well fancy that! Me, little Molly Meekly living with the toffs in Royal Berkshire. I was a bit frightened when I first come to Headlington Hall, I knows a girl of my class and background was lucky to even be considered, scullery maid for a family as

Date Night

He opened the door for me and I entered. I was the same way every week, on Friday. All week I looked forward to this magical night. The long grueling week at work was over. We entered our home hand in hand. Tonight he had promised me something differ

BJ Pours It Out

“I wonder why BJ has been such a bitch for the last three weeks” thought Adam as he steered his car toward home after finishing another work day. Adam couldn’t remember ever being around BJ when she’s been so edgy. When he would patiently try and que

A Little Father-Daughter Story

“What do you mean, ‘I can’t go’? Why not?!” vbcrlfvbcrlf”Kelley, the band starts playing at 1 in the morning and it is a school night. What part of this don’t you understand?” vbcrlfvbcrlf”I can’t believe it, this is a special group! It’s not like I

Character Flaw

Nikki’s ass is small, like a little apple, or a peach with a deep cleft down the middle. It’s firm, too, its skin the same delicate, coffee-with-too-much-cream color as the rest of her. He spends a few minutes considering it, catching up a pinch

I Am His Slave

My husband Greg and I had been married for many years before our relationship became what it is today. We always had an active sex life, feeling quite comfortable with each other experimenting sexually came naturally. It was not until we hit a bit of

Loving Him

Mike had taken me out to a lobster dinner then we hurried home so he could watch one of his dumb basketball games. I sat in my favorite position between his legs with my cheek resting on his nice warm thigh. I began thinking of our adventures and how

Jody’s First Spanking

Mark and Jody were silent on the way home from the department store. Jody nervously fidgeted in the passenger’s seat and looked out the window, as she couldn’t bear to look in her father’s eyes. Mark wasn’t her biological father, but she considered h