Teach Me to Be a Good Boy

Every day, I usually go for a jog at my nearby park. It helps to relax me and I need the endorphins after sitting in front of a computer all day at the office. The park is never crowded with small groups of people running on the track when I go. It was here that I met Amelia. I was walking to the track on a gloomy and rainy day. I knew that no one was going to be out on the track in this weather so I looked forward to having the track to myself. However, when I arrived at the track, I saw that there was a lone figure running. I started to stretch but was curious about this person who had on a rain jacket and jogger's pants. When the person looped by me, I saw that it was a woman. She had short brown hair that was styled in a pixie cut. She was about 5'6" with a slender frame. Her tight pants molded well to her ass. Her face was wet from the rain and her light green eyes flickered in my direction as she went by. I gave her a friendly smile and she smiled back. After I fin

(I've only just started posting here, so if I'm doing it wrong, please let me know!) Hannah got a moment of warning as there was the click of metal in the door before Miss Coerator unlocked it and stepped through. She was now wearing elbow length gloves; slick, sleek and black, the hands looking like they had been smeared with some liquid. There was a slight musk in the air that accompanied her, earthy and sweaty, a touch of color in her pale cheeks. She moved forward, standing close to Hannah, almost touching her, then reaching past her, running a finger along one of the urns. Her finger left a smear on the metal, but at least it was a shiny one, rather then showing dust. 'A start, I suppose. You have applied yourself diligently, for today at least.' Hannah let her arms fall, barely able to lift them again. 'Thank you, Miss Coerator.' 'Now that you are fully in my employ, then "Mistress" or "Madam" would be correct.' She took Hanna

Greek Gods -------------- Zeus - King of the Greek gods Hera - Queen of the Greek gods, sister and wife of Zeus Hades - god of the underworld, brother of Zeus Poseidon - god of the sea, brother of Zeus Demeter - goddess of harvest and fertility of the earth, sister of Zeus Hestia - the virgin goddess, ordering of domesticity, the family, the home, and the state. sister of Zeus. Aphrodite - Daughter of Zeus and Dione, Goddess of love, beauty and sexuality Artemis - Daughter of Zeus and Leto, goddess of the hunt, the moon, and chastity Athena - Daughter of Zeus and Metis, goddess of wisdom, courage, inspiration, civilization, law and justice, strategic warfare, mathematics, strength, strategy, the arts, crafts, and skill. Ares - Son of Zeus and Hera, god of war Apollo - Son of Zeus and Leto - god of the sun and light, music and poetry, healing and plagues, prophecy and knowledge, order and beauty, archery and agriculture. Dionysus - Son of Zeus and Semele - God of the vine, grape-harve

This is the second part of Judith and the debt, I welcome voting and comments and emails -------------------------------------------------------- I knew they wouldn't leave us alone and sure enough I got a phone call from Ray two weeks later, to clear the debt he required both of us at a large party he was throwing at his house the following week. Knowing that he knew where I lived and indeed had been there for the poker game I had to agree. I also got him to agree that they'd have a collection for you as it became clear, you'd be part of the 'entertainment'. It took a while to talk you into it and I promised to stay with you at all times to see you remained safe. And so we drove out to Weybridge on a Saturday evening and arrived at 9, Ray met us at the door and held up a silk scarf, 'She wear this, all time,' and I duly tied it around your eyes. The house was huge and the party had been going for some while and there where many people there dancing, talki

I woke up to the sound of birds singing outside my bedroom window. I rubbed my eyes and sat up slow, taking note of the empty spot beside me. I looked to the clock and squinted; it was nearly half past nine, a few minutes before a random servant would come and nudge me into wakefulness if I was still fast asleep. I was dressed by the time Ingrid arrived with my breakfast. "Where's Klaus?" I asked. "Klaus? Um, training I suppose." I took my tea standing up, anxious to start the day already. There was warm bread with whipped butter and cut-up fresh fruit on a glass plate, but I wasn't too hungry. "Training? For what? And what does he eat for breakfast? Do you know?" I asked. "He trains with Sven, so I don't know. Usually he eats with the other servants," she answered. "What's this about, if I may ask? You've never taken an interest in what we do with him before." I shrugged. "Just wondering," I said simply.

Miss Marla headed home from the girls' college. She was tired of being a school counselor. Tired of the teen twats. Tired of their sexual angst. They just needed a good fucking, as did she. But at this moment, all she could think about was a good, hot shower. Marla turned on the water, stripped her clothes off, and stepped into the steaming shower. She lathered up her fat tits and bushy pussy. Her mind began to wonder about her Latin neighbor, the sexy guy in the next condo. She'd just moved into the condo and discovered their bathroom windows faced each other. Full-length windows with curtains. The guy never closed his curtain, and Marla loved to peek. The more she thought about him, the more her fingers found their way to her pussy. Marla fingered herself, pinching her nipples as her moans echoed through the bathroom. Soon Marla felt her body tremor and collapsed against the shower wall. She gave out a sigh and stepped out of the tub. The steam slowly dissipated. Marla pull

Sooooooo.....let me just go forward in time a bit - I'll get back to the hotel room in just a sec - but I want to tell you how I'm writing these events down. I am, as I write this, laying over Daddy's lap, in skin-tight ultra low-rise girls' jeans, with 5-inch baby-pink platform pumps, my toes painted in hot pink with cute little gold rings on two toes on each foot. A 'Daddy's Girl' charm anklet is hanging from my right ankle. My sandy-blonde dyed hair has grown out and is done in one of the styles that Daddy likes - today I've got twin pig tails high up on my head with double pink and lavender elastic hair ties holding them tight. I have a few collars, one of which is always locked around my neck when in the house, and today's is an angry thick, black leather bondage collar with heavy D-rings in front and on the sides, lock in back, and says "OWNED" - (the other collars say 'whore', 'yes daddy', 'daddy's slut'