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*Doctor’s Orders - Chapter 8 - The Weekend Arrives*

The sun rose early over Lake Michigan and drenched the room in brilliant orange light. Erika was sleeping on her side, facing away from me. I put my arm around her and softly kissed the back of her neck.

“Good morning, Joe,” she said through her yawn.

“Good morning, Erika. Thanks for asking me to stay over last night. I had a good time.”

“Not as good as me, I’ll bet,” she replied. “Would you like some coffee? I don’t have to go to work for a couple of hours.” Read the rest of this entry »

*Ch. 4 Capture of The Night Terror*

Sarah Ranger waited along the wall of an abandoned building next to the Pussycat Club. Official a high class strip club the Pussycat Club was really an upper class prostitution ring run by the mob. She had watched this place over the past few days and had discovered that the man who had killed her parents, Igor Ivanski, was in charge of the mobs club operation. He was well guarded and she couldn’t see any way of getting to him coming in or going out of the club and the mobsters would almost certainly noticed if they were being followed so she decided the best way would be to get inside the club and get him there. Sarah had managed to get a hold of some building plans for the club and discovered that the most likely location of Igor’s office was accessible from the outside thru a third story window. In order to reach the window she would have to get to the roof and repeal down then enter as quietly as possible. Luckily because of her surveillance she knew what she needed and had brought rope and other climbing implements. The easiest way to the roof was by climbing on top of a dumpster and then using that to reach the drain pipe that ran down the side of the building. She discarded her Coat in the dumpster as it would get in the way of her mobility and hinder her when she was climbing. Read the rest of this entry »

Victor pushed a button on the wall and Slave watched with interest as the tapestry on the wall began to move to the right. There on the left side was a door. As Victor opened the door, he motioned for Slave to enter. It was dark and smelled a bit musty, but she entered the doorway, turning back to Victor, certainly he did not want her to go down the dark stairs.

“There is a light switch on your left” he said and left her to fumble in the darkness to find it.

Turning it on, Slave looked down the somewhat brighter stairwell. Taking a deep breath she started to descend what must have been twenty five steps. When she entered the dark cavern it was immediately lit with spotlights in certain areas, the bright light spilled into the room making it evident to her that this room was used for sex; from the looks of the room it was meant as a room of sexual torture. Slave just stood at the bottom of the stairs and tried to absorb the room. Each direction she looked she saw a spot light and under each spot light was something that could hold a person down. Slave had no doubt that this room had been the sight of many an orgy. Read the rest of this entry »

Dan prepared for the evening with an air of confidence and arrogance about him. He was nearing the end of his senior year in high school and, as with many of his fellow classmates, he was feeling nearly bulletproof. He was already accepted to college and knew that virtually nothing academically, short of actually failing a class, could have any impact on him.

Oddly, as he seemed to care less and less about classes his grades stayed the same or seemed to almost improve. It was almost as if he had relaxed just enough to not get too nervous for tests or too worried of failure. As the year progressed he also had been getting rowdier and rowdier outside of classes. His fellow senior teammates on the football team and he had started acting up more and more in school. Nothing ever that would get them in serious trouble, but certainly trouble enough that they were becoming pains in the asses of some of the teachers and administrators. Read the rest of this entry »

Mandy awoke with Sandra tightly spooned to her body. She untangled herself without waking her lover, crept to the shower and rinsed the sweat and other residue of the previous night from her body. She slid across the floor and to the bedroom door; her lover was now on her back snoring (such a cute sound!), perfect in her innocence. Mandy carefully moved into the front room.

William sat with his paper; Beth’s head was in his lap, her body sprawled on the couch. She glowed, her world perfect in every way with William right there. Mandy sighed; she would never become that submissive, but the temptation of an uncomplicated world… Read the rest of this entry »

my fingers intertwined with hers as we made our way to His room. our bare feet padded softly along the tiled floor, our silks rustled softly as we moved quickly down the hallway. she glanced over at me, smiling a little. It had been nearly a month since we all started living together, the two of us serving our Master together. He’s talked to both of us for weeks about each other. we paused just before opening the door, her fingers pushing into my hair, smoothing it out, her soft lips kissing my cheek gently. Never before had i known another slave to be so kind to me, without the underlying element of jealousy that always seemed to accompany them. my mouth curled into a little smile, my breath catching in anticipation of the evening. Read the rest of this entry »

The email message was short and brief; just the name of a motel and a room number, with the words “7:00 pm Wed. ….. Bring your toys,” written beneath it. I felt a shiver run through me as I read the words. I carefully packed a travel bag with my dildo, vibrator and butt plug and put it out in the car that morning. All day, I could feel myself growing more excited, and more nervous, as the hours sped by.

I pulled into the parking space in front of the room number at 6:59 exactly. The curtains were drawn over the window; no light could be seen in the room. I grabbed my purse and my travel bag, stepped out of the car and went to the door. It was only 4 short steps, but it felt like a mile, I was so keyed up with anticipation of what was waiting for me behind that closed door. Read the rest of this entry »

*The Trainer Part 2 – April’s Story*

Prologue

The room was dark and musty. A single small lamp in the corner - an antique to be sure - lit the room. It was furnished with things that would pass for museum pieces. The room appeared frozen in time, out-of-place and yet perfect for the moment.

It had been so long since she saw him. It seemed an eternity since the picture was painted and yet the days were few. Night and day passed here as she waited and learned the things he had for her to do. Sewing and reading by dim light, watching and waiting day by day. Warm water brought in every day for bathing and a chamber pot sat in the corner. These were always well taken care of and she only had to ask for anything that she wanted. There was a small foyer where she occasionally heard footsteps but never a word was spoken there. Read the rest of this entry »

*Amy, No.1: Of butt plugs and vibrators.*

“Introduction:

Amy came to me only about two weeks ago. She lives and works in London, England; you may detect her accent in the following accounts. She asked me to control part of her life, primarily her sex life, for fun and enrichment. I accepted when she agreed to my simple “rules of engagement:” Everything must be voluntary, she must aid me in understanding her and designing assignments to challenge and expand her limits, and she must grant me permission to use her reports in any way I wish – primarily to share with others and to post them publicly, such as here on Literotica. Read the rest of this entry »

“I wanted to say thank you to the One that helped me write and get this ready for submission, ~smiles~ You know who you are.

As always feel free to vote and send feedback, its always appreciated.”

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CRACK

Standing behind her desk Mary Elizabeth watches as the girls turn around in their desks looking for the source of the noise. Nodding to them she starts to greet the class when she notices Jacquelyn in the back… cell phone on and chattering away. Making her way from behind the desk leaving the ruler on the edge of it Mary moves towards her. Read the rest of this entry »