Jaime Mortimer
3 Score
Obedient Claire told her mistress Taui that she liked the idea of being mildly humiliated while someone watched, so Taui introduced her to Rémi… and tied her up.
On Friday, walking home after a horrible day at work, Claire knew she needed to be spanked, then taken, hard, to get it out of her system. She began drafting her, “Mistress, I need to be over your knee, then under you,” speech. She opened the front door, confident that she had a case that Taui would find compelling. But she found Taui in the living room, having coffee with a man. He was dark, though his hair was bleached-blonde and cut short, he wore tight-ish black leather pants and a white shirt, and he obviously worked out. Claire guessed...
3 Score
Claire is willing to serve her Mistress in any way, but will she ever be tied up the way she craves?
“Taui?” Claire said, then, “Ohff!” The first sound was her love-name for her Mistress, Tauimatogi Schwartzkopf. The second sound was forced from her by a thirteenth stroke of the salu, a whip made from the hard central spines of coconut leaves, tightly bunched. The stroke wasn’t hard, but it reminded her: Claire wasn’t allowed to call Taui anything but “Mistress” when she was being punished, and discipline wasn’t over until Mistress said so. She was still naked and bent over their bed, feet apart, arms spread wide. Her bottom, usually pale – when Taui left it alone – was glowing...
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Both sisters need a firm hand and someone to help them behave. Can he handle them both?
I lived at 22 Firth Road. Trouble lived at number 24. The trouble was the sisters, Darlene and Octavia, though I’d lived next door to them for a year before I knew anything about them beyond the simple fact that two pretty girls lived next door. They were half-sisters, really. If I’d thought about it I’d have guessed that the man who’d named 24-year old Darlene, couldn’t be the same man who’d named Octavia, born three years later. Darlene was honey-blonde, bosomy, a girl who got a lot of attention when she walked past in her spray-on jeans. Octavia was...
3 Score
She’s finally living her kinky fantasy of being a submissive lover, but can she take the heat he provides?
Posie waited. She faced her own front door, kneeling, in her dressing gown. Her knees were parted and her wrists crossed behind her back. She was obeying a man she’d never met. She’d left the door unlocked. Her knees ached. She’d never done this before. Would he expect her to suck his cock? Her position suggested it. The position he’d told her to assume while she waited. While they’d been flirting on FaceChat, he’d asked how she felt about blowjobs. She’d said she loved giving and was superkeen and supergood at it. There’d been a long silence. Much longer than...
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Rémi and Heloïse enter a new relationship, and Rémi can’t wait to stick his cock into her tight ass.
Heloïse stared at me, not quite believing what she’d just heard me say. Her short black hair was swept back, held by her own sweat. She was the friend of an ex-girlfriend of mine. We’d fancied each other, but loyally kept our hands to ourselves, even when we were alone. But that day, I was single, Anne and I having broken up, and I’d met Heloïse in town, unplanned. We were both free. She’d invited me to her place, fed me, and then stroked my cock through my jeans. So we’d moved to her bedroom. We’d each pulled the other’s...
3 Score
Katie’s been a bad girl, so her mistress punishes her by sending her off to lose her anal virginity to a man named Harry.
Olivia smiled, and Katie, though she loved her Mistress, was afraid. Olivia had elegant bones, and they were close to the surface. Her beautiful smile was peaceful, amused, deceptive. Olivia most often used that smile on men, submissive male clients who had misbehaved. They knew they would see it only briefly, before being ordered to turn their backs and kneel. Then they would not see her, but they would feel her. Their submission, pain and humiliation was erotic theatre, for them, and Olivia was good at it. It had paid for the Bloomsbury house she and Katie shared. Katie was...
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Several Greek friends came to Dionne’s party, but she has eyes for the new mystery man.
Dione brought out a tray of little honeyed pastries made with filo and ground pine nuts. The women in her kitchen, all twelve of them, swooped in, and so did Mike and Jim, the couple from Lending Services at the bank where she worked. The kitchen was white and spare, except for the table laden with food and drink, and though it was crowded it had only one heterosexual man in it. That man was Greek, like her, his hair dark and curly. But while they both had some grey, he let his show. He wore a comfortable green tweed...