Though she was just a lady in waiting to his mother, the young prince couldn’t help but stare at the beautiful young girl as she sat at the far table with the other servants and handmaids. She was laughing at something he was unable to hear and just the sight of her face lighting up with joy caused a small smile to form on his face. She was so incredibly beautiful and even though he was surrounded by maidens and other high ladies, he found his eyes on only her. He found the jewels and expensive clothes all these women wore distracting. It took away from seeing their true selves.
Petra had gone to the Brownsville Street School of Fuckin’, and passed with excellence. She had a double major: She earned a Masters’ Degree in getting titty and pussy fucked, and a Master’s degree in Double Penetration. She was mostly proud of her PhD in suckin’ dick. With that, she could get into most nightclubs and get free drinks all night at the bar. Hands-down, Petra beat all hoes; people came from out of town, just for some of her expert pussy churning, and excellent head. She couldn’t think of a man, whose toes didn’t curl; who didn’t try his best to explain to her, how the head she gave them was the best in their life.
I'm supposed to be seeing him every Wednesday at 4pm. "Consistency is vital," he'd say. Yet here I am, in his office waiting room, at noon on a Friday. Friday was better for me this week; I had things and appointments or whatever.
Excitement filled her petite body. She had passed all the trials and was ready to be initiated as a full Dark Sister. The initiation occurred in the great hall with the proclamation of the acolytes' name. She stood surrounded by Dark Sisters, all of them in black robes including herself. Standing before her was Dark Mother, a statuesque woman whose bust noticeably pushed out her robes.
I've always envied my neighbor. She's a smart, intelligent, beautiful woman who has had the same loving, caring, husband of the last 30 years since she was 20. Doug was Lynn's high school sweetheart. They have built a great life together. Doug worked for FedEx and was always home at night. Lynn was an high school English literature teacher. I would always see them dressed up and going out on the town to a new restaurant or a movie. Or just taking a walk together and holding hands. They had the perfect marriage and the perfect life. The only thing that was missing is the cute little Jack Russel Terrier dog.
Layla was at home with her flat mate Tony. They had shared a house for about 3 years and had a purely platonic relationship. They had become best friends over the years, and they did everything together. She told Tony all her secrets and he did likewise. Layla had recently been dumped by her boyfriend and had been inconsolable over the past week. Tony had been there for her, he had gotten her chocolate, wine, flowers and other presents just to cheer her up. It had worked for the most part but now they were sat in the living room watching tv. Well she was. Tony was fast asleep on the other sofa. The film was near the end and she had found it quite boring. She understood why Tony was asleep. As the film finished Tony stirred and changed position. He was now facing her. The way the room was set up, the 2 sofas faced each other so they could both lay down and chill whilst watching tv. She sat up and laid down the other way. She was feeling a little horny and she wanted to bring herself off before Tony awoke. The thought of him catching her mid masturbation was very exciting.
I must have been in here for at least eight hours by now. I lay flat on my stomach in Master’s cage, feeling the cool wood underneath my naked body. With my hands folded, I rest my head on them, turning my neck to look to the left. Nothing’s there, the room’s completely black still – Master had even blacked out the only window in the room. I manage to see small outlines of different shapes and the outline of the window itself, but other that that, I’m just a fuck toy stuck in His cage for His use.
Jess and Matt were out in the car having a lovely drive in the countryside. I was a beautiful warm day; the sun was shining not a cloud in the sky. The music was blaring through the car speakers, the windows down. They pulled over into a secluded spot for a picnic. They lay out the rug and set the food out on it. They settled down to enjoy their food and talked about the past week in their respective jobs. They didn’t see each other much during the week due to both having full time jobs that conflicted in shifts. They snuggled up close and lay there looking up in the sky. Jess had her head resting on Matt’s lap as he stroked her hair. She turned her head to look up at her boyfriend, she told him how much she loved him, and he responded with a kiss to the forehead. She reached up and put her hand on the back of his head and pulled him in for a kiss. It was a gentle kiss, a long lingering kiss that contained so much emotion. He responded with a harder kiss. His tongue running along her lips until she parted her own. His tongue slipped inside her mouth and they wrestled. They both had feelings stirring in their loins, but she pulled away. She turned around and sat on his lap. Her hands running through his hair and she pulled him back in for another kiss. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her while they deeply kissed.
It was a beautiful sunny afternoon and me and Jane decided to go for a walk down by the local river. It was so quiet and no-one else was around. It was unusual as this place was nearly always packed out with people. We walked past fields of cows and horses. The birds were singing in the trees and it was peaceful. We had travelled a few miles and we decide to sit on the bank and dip our feet in the river.
Meteorologists claimed that there was a thunderstorm coming, but from what Raymond could see, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. He hoped the forecast would not deter Cassandra from coming over. For too long, he had been chained in blissful pain with Cassandra. Her time was up. Today was the day that she promised to come get her things. He’d already gotten the keys. After struggling through months of seductions and sexy surprises, the relationship was finally over. He hadn’t seen her in two months, since the divorce party. Ever since that night, it was hard to shake the image of her pretty, red, high heeled feet on that guy’s chest, as they acquainted themselves with each other, at the invitation-only masquerade fuck fest. The sparkle in her eyes while the stranger got carnal knowledge of her, haunted him. Cassandra’s promiscuity was a major blow to his ego. He knew now, after attempting to tame her, that it was high time he let her go.
My friend Sarah worked very hard as a solicitor. She had recently been recruited by one of the biggest firms in London and was either on her phone or her computer for 14 hours every day. She had been given one of the firm’s biggest clients to work with and it was taking up all her time. I couldn’t remember the last time she had been out socialising; it had certainly been months. The last time I saw her, she looked exhausted. She had been given some respite and she was coming to visit me. I had the whole weekend planned for us and I was excited. She arrives at mine on Friday afternoon, we were taking my jet to Geneva, taking in a show, a meal then onto a spa for the rest of the weekend. I was determined to get her to relax and she had promised to leave her laptop and phone at my house.