Working the graveyard shift as a janitor really cut into my social life, until I found about some of the perks. One evening, I was cleaning an office building across town. I walked past an office in the rear of the building, when I heard some noises. I quietly opened the door and saw her sprawled out on a chair. Her blonde head was thrown back, and her eyes were closed. Her short legs were hooked over the arms of the chair, leaving her skirt bunched up at the waist. One of her hands was inside of her blouse, massaging…
Satyr had not been pleased to see his mistress, Karen. She had come to take him back to the rope, he felt certain, punish him for running away, and he did not intend for that to happen. He had leaped down from the huge bed and chosen a corner of the room from where he could watch her as well as the pretty Barbara who had just brought him a new form of pleasure. His throbbing loins and flanks still quivered from the wild force of his animal ejaculation up into her warm, wet mouth which had pulled and drew…
Earlier that morning, Don had called to let Barbara know his luncheon date with Steve Smith was still on and that he intended to pour it to their neighbor, along with the martinis, just the way they had rehashed it the night before. Not that the voluptuous, onyx-eyed brunette ever felt the need for an aphrodisiac, but the way Don had painted mental images of what it would be like for her with Steve had certainly reacted on her as one. God, she’d gone wild, and so had he, neither of them able to get enough. He’d tongued her raging…
The following morning, Karen Smith was still too overwhelmed from the obscene thrill of her forbidden sexual coupling with her aunt’s dog to feel any significant amount of shame or remorse over what she had done. Oh, admittedly, there had been several light twinges of both in the hours that followed. She wasn’t quite that calloused yet, not to realize the unnaturalness or unlawfulness of their abnormal love-making, but the delectable pleasures her darling Satyr had raised and sated within her young susceptible body overshadowed everything else. She loved him with a new-born possessiveness that was as contrary to nature…
The soldiers that had marched on Grass Valley had been back in Auburn for three days now. Their mission had been a complete success in many different ways. First and foremost, the small Gold Country town had been fairly rich in foodstocks. The residents had been in possession of more than twice what the early recon unit sent there had predicted. The town had also had a fairly sizable, though poorly armed, population. After a battle of less than thirty minutes, during which six Grass Valley residents had been killed, the town, its will to fight destroyed, surrendered unconditionally. The…
At sea again the next morning, the ‘Kajira’ plowed through three foot swells on our way to our next stop. We had left at first light, dismantling the camp the night before and moving everything back to the boat. This time the women helped carry things as we loaded them up like pack horses. With their hands bound and their heads bridled it was hard to think of any other practical use for them. I have to say that my nude wife loaded down with camping gear beats the sight of a mule doing the same job hands down! The…
Lisa had her instructions. The 20-year-old knew that if they were not followed, she would be in serious trouble. Later this same evening, Lisa had to travel to her Master Jeremy’s estate for an entire weekend of bondage and domination. The young lady was very much into submission and received the most sexual gratification while being controlled. She had been visiting Jeremy for well over a year — yet knew very little about him. Lisa did know, however, that her 25-year-old Master was a millionaire and his palace-like home was a reflection of his vast worth. Since she was not…
Way back in ’79 when I was a lusty young animal, I had the pleasure of meeting Debbi. Actually, the first time I ever laid eyes on her, I had a grand view of her as I walked in on her and my friend, Rick. Her legs were spread wide open and my friend was humping away on top of her. That should have been my first clue that this was no average woman. Not even close! The next time we met, things were a bit more on the formal side. I had been partying quite a bit that night…