Rancho Paloma Blanca
February 4th, 2014
Chapter 1 I was on a hunt. My clients tended to have very specific tastes and finding the women that met their requirements was often a lengthy process. This time I’d been lucky and struck pay dirt on the third day of my prowl. I had spotted them having lunch on the hotel terrace and […]
New Desire 2
July 10th, 2013
I was somewhat more subdued the next morning. My breasts were excruciatingly painful and when I examined them in the bathroom mirror, their appearance was shocking. Ugly blue, purple and yellow bruises virtually covered their entire surface, with a random pattern of scratches and cuts. I couldn’t bear to wear a bra. Despite selecting my […]
New Desire 1
December 7th, 2012
The carriage was almost empty when the woman came through the connecting door. In retrospect I know she would have walked on through had it had been more crowded. I was sitting towards the back on the left side, facing forward. An old guy in a suit was several seats in front of me to […]
In The Middle of The Night
September 8th, 2012
I am tugged out of my dream by a pair of hands. I can’t see. I’m blindfolded. The only sounds I hear are muffled by earplugs. Indistinguishable. The blanket over my naked body is lifted, and a pair of hands are pushing my knees into the air, my feet towards my ass. Grabs at my […]
Property Value
July 26th, 2012
My name is Jessy Hutchens, or at least it used to be. Now I suppose it is just Jessy, at least to me it is. I am nineteen years old close as I can figure. I am unfertile and not at all bitter about it considering my present situation, but more on that later. I […]
Rancho Paloma Blanca
May 4th, 2012
Chapter 1 I was on a hunt. My clients tended to have very specific tastes and finding the women that met their requirements was often a lengthy process. This time I’d been lucky and struck pay dirt on the third day of my prowl. I had spotted them having lunch on the hotel terrace and […]
New Desire 2
December 7th, 2011
Read more BDSM Stories I was somewhat more subdued the next morning. My breasts were excruciatingly painful and when I examined them in the bathroom mirror, their appearance was shocking. Ugly blue, purple and yellow bruises virtually covered their entire surface, with a random pattern of scratches and cuts. I couldn’t bear to wear a […]
New Desire 1
November 30th, 2011
Read more BDSM Stories The carriage was almost empty when the woman came through the connecting door. In retrospect I know she would have walked on through had it had been more crowded. I was sitting towards the back on the left side, facing forward. An old guy in a suit was several seats in […]