Cynthia's Punishment

Cynthia Merrick dropped a client file in John's in-tray and winked at him as she passed. Her walk from his desk was deliberately suggestive - the long strides she took forced a perfect bounce from her behind as it swung from her hips. The Accounts boys sounded their appreciation with a chorus of whistles.

She headed to the break room, passing by the open door of Nina Hanson's office, unaware that her little show had also aroused her boss' attention.

Pouring herself a coffee from the jug of the drip brew, Cynthia turned at the echo of high-heeled footsteps joining her in the kitchenette. She saw Nina entering and grinned broadly.

Raising her mug in acknowledgment, she said, "That time of the morning, huh?"

Nina's lips crept into a sly smirk. "We all have our vices," she replied. "But, actually, I came to enquire about the database I asked your to put together last week."

"Oh," said Cynthia, her smile fading. "I haven't got to that yet."

"Well, then perhaps we'd better continue this conversation in my office."

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Coveting Thy Neighbour (Part 2)

I do apologise for taking so long to put out the second part to this story. For all you loyal readers, here it is.

In Part 2, Beth must progress into complete submission before Don will take her.

If you need to catch up, read Part 1 here.

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Beth lies on the table, her consciousness flirting with some other reality. She's caught on the precipice between pleasure and complete sexual submission. Her uncertainly for what Don had made her feel rings out and makes her tremble.

He is unravelling her...

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Her Pink Mistress (Part 2)

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Now, where were we? 

"Now that you've had your pleasure, little one," Jane said sweetly. "Don't you think I should get a turn?" Jane's fingernails grazed across the satin slip as she spoke.

Adele lifted her head, her eyes widening, and she wondered what Jane meant.

Jane placed two fingers to her own mouth and smiled again. She turned to the selection of toys on the shelves behind her and pondered what she would use next.

And so it continues...

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A Lesson in Timing

She was strapped to the wooden table, her ankles and wrists bound by leather cuffs at each corner.

"Do not speak", Master instructed, running his gloved hand up his slave's leg. She moved and moaned to his touch.

He let his hand move to her sex, which was already beginning to show signs of wetness. It was beautifully groomed, just the way he liked it, shaved completely. He held his hand there and mused, "You have -such- a naughty little pussy, my dear..."

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Quickie: Wet and willing

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Table Manners

"Put your hands behind your back and face the wall," he commanded.

Jenny had just arrived at the address Master Kane had given her the week prior. The house had looked just  like every other house on the upper-middle class street. She had been instructed to wear black lace underwear and simple, skimpy outerwear. She had chosen a short black mini and, on top, a bright blue singlet to contrast her deep green eyes.

Although taken aback by how quickly things had gone from arriving at the house to submission, Jenny was quick to comply with the orders.

"Hold your elbows," Kane continued

Jenny reached behind her and obediently grabbed hold of her elbows, causing her back to arch and her breasts to push out. Master Kane ran his hands up an down her sides, then across her tummy and ass, feeling her warm, young flesh underneath the skimpy clothes...

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Coveting Thy Neighbor (Part 1)

It was 1:48am and Beth couldn't sleep.

Her neighbor Jon, across the hall, was having some kind of party, and all the loud music, frat boy chanting and laughter had kept her awake for the past couple of hours. She was young herself so she hadn't wanted to be the complaining neighbor, but at this point she didn't really have a choice.

Beth threw a robe over her naked body and made her way to the apartment across the hall. She knocked on the door a few times and waited. Then knocked louder. A minute went by. Couldn't they hear her over this music? She banged the door with her fists and tried calling... "Hello?"

At last she heard someone moving near the door...

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