Needy

August 19, 2007 – 10:00 am
Your bedroom is warm, suffused with the scent of incense and fresh flowers, and lit only with candles.  Soft music plays on your stereo.  The atmosphere is perfect.   You are dressed as I have instructed you: a thin, silk blouse and a short skirt, and nothing else.  I can already see the hardness of your nipples through the blouse, and I haven't so much as said a word.   "Hello, sweet," I say, smiling at you.  I am dressed in black slacks and a black, long-sleeved shirt.  You smile at me, but it is a smile that covers a deep wellspring of need.   I circle you, drinking in your beauty with my eyes.  My hand reaches out to touch the fabric of your blouse.  My fingertips run along your shoulder, then down your back.  I stand close behind you, letting you feel the heat of my breath on your cheek.   "You are mine," I whisper in your ear.  Your body trembles, and I kiss your cheek.  ...

 

Teaching Is Bliss

August 18, 2007 – 10:00 am
It was Robert's first semester at a local private university as a music major.  All throughout high school, he had practiced the piano diligently--it was all he cared about, and now finally he had a chance to study music in a formal setting.  He was in heaven.  Except for the one non-music class he had reluctantly been forced to take.  If it were up to Robert, he would have spent his entire college career immersed in music, with not a single credit hour taken in any other field.  But the university had different ideas.  They required him to take a minimum number of non-music credit hours to hopefully turn him into a well-rounded human being, and not just a musical machine.  Despite the wisdom of this approach, Robert resented it deeply.   Consequently, his only non-music class, English 101, suffered for his lack of attention.  He never seemed to be able to turn his papers in on time, and they were usually poorly written.  This ...

 

The Lady and the Pet

August 17, 2007 – 10:00 am
Gail stood in the doorway, watching Lou sleeping.  He seemed so peaceful lying there, so oblivious to the fate she had planned for him.  She walked across the room with a grace and sureness of purpose that would surely arouse Lou if he were awake.  He would surely get all worked up over the lengths of soft nylon rope she carries.  But she preferred him to sleep until she was ready for him.  Good thing he was such a heavy sleeper, too. She deftly and quietly took one of the ropes and began tying Lou's left wrist to the corresponding bedpost--all those knots she learned as a brownie really paid off.  She tied the rope tight enough to be snug and secure, and prevent Lou from escape, but not tight enough to cut off circulation.  Gail froze as he stirred, but when it became apparent that he was not going to wake up, she glided over to the other side of the bed and ...

 

A New Family

August 16, 2007 – 10:00 am
Joyce admired herself in the mirror, patting her auburn hair tied in a bun on top of her head. Usually, she wore it long and loose, but tonight Stephon insisted on the bun. She slid her hands over the silky blue fabric of her strapless gown as she turned in front of the mirror enjoying the profile of her 38 D-cups barely hidden by the gown. She rubbed her taut nipples, enjoying the sensation of the material and added a dash of perfume to the full mounds spilling over the top. Stephon certainly loved her "puppies" as he called her tits.      From the waist down, the gown flowed in a tight-fitting wave over her hips. She stroked her hands down over her hips and stretched her long golden tanned leg through the slit on one side and admired the turn of her smooth calf and the slim ankle above her black spiked heels. Stephon said, she had the most perfectly shaped ass in ...

 

Loving Lord

August 15, 2007 – 10:00 am
Destiny enters the room.  She is clad in a white cotton blouse with no bra, a short skirt, and black satin panties.  Joshua is standing at the very center of the room, dressed completely in black. Joshua looks at her without speaking, and Destiny automatically assumes her submissive posture--hands lightly clasped behind her neck, legs spread somewhat, chin up, eyes down.   Joshua slowly circles her, raking her over with his eyes...his fingers occasionally brush up against her cheek, the front of her blouse, the back of her skirt, her inner thigh.  Joshua stands behind her.  "Don't move," he whispers in her ear, and she trembles as she tries to obey.  He touches her wrists and lets his hands roam over the surface of the arms of her blouse, stroking them, moving down to her underarms and then back up to her elbows, letting his hands lightly play muted music on her clothed skin.  Joshua now presses his body up against hers.  His hands continue their roving ...

 

Changes

August 14, 2007 – 10:55 am
Nina was forty two minutes and thirty five seconds late, when her red Mazda finally pulled into the parking spot next to my BMW.  I let the curtain fall back into place as she slid from her car and hurried toward my apartment building, her skirt swishing around supple legs.       The dinner I had prepared was too cold for consumption.  The candles I had hoped would cloak the table with a romantic glow had melted away; wax dripped over silver holders onto the white table cloth.       A light tap sounded at my door.  I opened the door, and Nina stepped into my apartment.  She wore a red sweater which swelled over her breasts, and a navy blue skirt outlined the contours of her slender hips;  black panty hose sleekly covered her shapely calves.  Framed by dark hair that curled at her shoulders, her violet eyes were wide with apology. "I'm sorry," she said.  "I got caught in traffic.  A semi over-turned and the ...

 

First Time Meeting

August 13, 2007 – 10:47 am
We were finally meeting.  After talking business issues over the phone for months I was finally getting to meet the man who had such a deep, rich voice.  I wore a pretty outfit for him just in case he looked as good as he sounded.  It was a simple summer dress with spaghetti straps, low-cut in the front to give him a good view of my cleavage.  And of course high heels, every man loves high heels. As the train emptied out I watched for a gentleman wearing blue jeans and a blue pinstripe oxford.  "I'll wear my Patriots hat too."  He laughed knowing that it was likely he wouldn't be the only one dressed like that getting off the train in New York City. I saw him step down off the train and start to look around.  He was even more handsome than I had imagined. Quickly I went to greet him. "Hello, Rick?"  His head nodded in agreement as I ...

 

The Prom Date

August 12, 2007 – 10:38 am
It was a typical high school date and typical people, with me as head cheerleader and Tod as quarterback of the football team. Hetook me to the drive in for hamburgers and fries then went on to the high school dance. It wasn't like we were going steady or anything. It was just our third date and I had only let him fondle my breasts a little on our last one so I didn't think there was anything wTodg with dancing with other guys. I am kind of vain and enjoyed the fact guys would push and shove to ask me to dance. Tod was kind of sulky even though I made sure he got to dance with me to the slow ones that were the most intimate since ourbodies rubbed together.   He seemed even more pouty on the way out to his car only grunting as I babbled on how great it was that the deejay had played almost all ...

 

Pool Side Spanking

August 11, 2007 – 10:30 am
The water was cool on my naked flesh.  I loved swimming in the pool while the sun rose high into the cloudless sky heating the air to unbearable temperatures.  I could lounge here all day, I thought to myself as I swam the length of the pool, not noticing my Master who had come to stand in the shade of the large maple that cornered the house. I was shocked when I heard him call my name.  He was supposed to be at work, but explained that he had taken a long lunch so that he could come home.  His impatience was apparent as he took his dominant role straight away. "I want you to come out of the pool and kneel on the deck, legs apart," he commanded.  "so I can see the sun shimmering on your wet pussy." I walked up the pool stairs and knelt obediently on the deck, making sure to put a good distance between my ...

 

Captain Groamer

August 7, 2007 – 11:31 am
Victoria Groamer sat at her desk, still completely nude.  Even with her red hair a tangled mess she was still the sexiest woman I had ever seen.  The sunlight reflecting off the water bathed her body in an amber glow.  She absent- mindedly played with her nipple as she read the reports, twisting and coaxing the red nub until it was hard and flushed.  I couldn't tell if she was doing it just to tease me but I enjoyed it nonetheless. "Bitch Boy, help me get dressed," she commanded as she stood up.  "We already have two members of the crew in the brig for infractions.  I want to spend my morning making sure that they are suitably punished.  It'll be a good opportunity for you. We'll see if we can make a proper spanker out of you." Oh my God.  My heart was racing as I rushed to get Captain Groamer dressed.  For once, it looked like I would be ...

 

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