Show your Lines

“The story continues, I truly hope you have enjoyed reading the previous chapters. My chapters can be read in sequence, but they also each can stand alone on their own. Please enjoy and let me know what you think by your feed back and voting.

Thank you, Little-nymphe”

Morning sunshine stirs me from my deep slumber. As I move to turn over to see what time it is, I realize that I can’t move. I don’t recall going to bed this morning when we returned from the club. I must have gone to sleep in the car on the way home. I realize that you carried me to bed. Blinking open my eyes I see that at sometime during the wee hours of the morning you have placed the leather cuffs on me and bound me to the bed spread eagle. I feel something inside my pussy but can’t lift my head enough to see what it is. My eyes span the room looking to see where you are. Suddenly my pussy starts to hum, I moan out softly. I now know what you have placed inside my pussy, it is the egg you had in me last night. You must of back into my pussy as I slept. I hear the water running in the bathroom and know you are in the shower. I lay there feeling the hum of the egg knowing I dare not cum. Not after last night. (more…)

4

It was eleven o’clock.

The five-storey block of flats was a new development and still mostly empty judging by the absence of cars in the car park and the excess of advertising that surrounded the building. Its yellow-bricked exterior was very modern in design. The rear of the block looked out over a canal with some houses on the opposite bank, and beyond that the town centre loomed in the distance. She was impressed and more than a little curious as to how he was living in such a nice place since she knew he was not with family. Miss James pulled the long fur-lined winter coat tighter about her body and pressed the buzzer for flat 22. The door clicked in response though no one spoke down the intercom to greet her. She let herself in and walked through the plush carpeted interior to the lift. Her note said top floor, so she swallowed hard and pressed the button. (more…)

The black vinyl stuck to the porcelain sink Cat was leaning over as she carefully lined her eyes with dark makeup. It was nearly Halloween, and therefore she had an excuse to be a tiny bit gaudy. She added shiny silver glitter around her eyes and cheeks then closed the jar with a loud “snap.” She put it down on the sink and picked up her bright red lipstick.

Delicately, she filled in her bottom lip with the deep color. The shade was glossy and inviting. Slowly and deliberately she then filled in the right side of her upper lip, then her left side, which was more difficult because of a tiny scar from childhood that the lipstick covered differently. (more…)

She tried to look nonchalant but she was failing. Her Master had “parked” her outside of Claire’s while he was inside searching for the right toe rings for her nipples. He had parked her by tying two harmless strands of yarn to each wrist and tying them to the railing. She could have snapped the yarn in a second, of course, but she didn’t. Her back faced the railing. Each wrist was “tied” to the rail on either side of her and she covered the strands with her hands so it was almost impossible to notice that she was tied. (more…)

“(Authors Note: This is the second half of ‘Maid to Share On Valentines’. It picks up directly where chapter 1 left off, if you want a fuller story I’d advise you to read chapter 1 first. However I think this is much the better half, and if you’re looking for hot nasty sex, i think it’ll stand alone quite well. Happy reading!)”

Alex is the first to move. After our 3-way fuck we all slumped in a pile, you sandwiched between us.

Alex is on top so he is the one to move; he stands up, his long but soft penis plopping from your pussy. It allows a glob of cum escape and it run down past your ass cheeks onto my own cock and balls. You feel it trickling, and shiver in disgust at your self, but even now so soon after your last orgasm you feel your pussy start to itch for more attention. (more…)

The time until the wedding seemed to fly by as I made the arrangements. As each day passed Mika’s willingness and desire to please me only increased as did our love for each other, which proved to me that I had made the right choice when I picked her to be my slave and wife. About a week before we were supposed to leave, I had taken Mika for the final fitting for her wedding dress when I got a call on my cell phone. It was Ami. I had left a message for her at the hotel desk to call me when she checked in. (more…)