It seemed like hours. Was it? Master's cunt that he owns spread apart, the clit prominent and unobstructed from touch or view. Only the air to caress it. I wished the air had more substance. I'm sure if I could see, the hole would be spread open, inv

I awoke naked as usual. I am starting to get used to being naked and clothes are starting to seem restrictive. I also have begun to feel only superiors should be private and dressed, as a masterly right. A declaration of their authority. Slaves shou

Laying on the motel bed, I was feeling exhausted, but surprisingly horny. Travelling a lot with work, I often found myself in this situation. Sure, I could go out to a club, and hook up with some random guy. With my long slender legs, large round bre

Friend Turns to Mistress (true story) Ì knew she loved to shop, that's for sure. Plenty of times we had gone travelling somewhere and ended up in a mall or a big store to go shopping. She loved having me right there with her while she picked o

An unexpected autograph. He was an unknown actor. I don't know much about him except that he acted in most movies and tv series. My friend wanted to have his damn autograph. However to gutless to ask her himself. He lived in her neighbourhood. I l

The next morning I woke up to a bit of a tender clit and surprised to find myself naked. "Oh-yeah-Master told me to" I didn't want to rise yet- Yawning I rolled over and fired up the laptop. "I'll call Master when I'm more awake," I thought. "I hate

The Student Loan Office by Lothario Cassanova Her friend Beth looked puzzled, "You used to be able to do all that on line and now you have to go in?" "That's right", said Jennifer. "There are so many applicants and so few loans that now there'

As you may have read in my earlier stories, my wife's Niece Alex has been staying with us. She has turned out to be something of a rather dirty young girl! It was a week ago that we had some horrendous rain and her car refused to start at colleg

The Beach Bus by Lothario Cassanova I was a bit dingy from the sun as I climbed up the steps of the bus and worked my way to the back. The bus that would return me to the city was crowded with beach goers and there were no seats left so I sto

I sat dejected, too old to do the only thing I knew how to do! Trained in the army, I'd honed my skills in the little mini-wars of the world - the kind that you read about on page two of your local newspaper and promptly forget. As a Soldier of F

I sat at the key board, staring at the monitor for the 10th time today. "That slave ad. I just have to try it. It's online. I can quit anytime I want to." I clicked the ad and "Master" answered. "So, you want to be a slave, do you?" "Sounds like a