Celeste Pt. 02

"Strange! All four of my lovely lads cars are at home but not a soul in the house." Margo Needy explored each of their bedrooms first, then the kitchen, downstairs family room, even the gym area. Giving up she headed back upstairs to the main floor and out the French doors leading to the pool. "This is bizarre. Did someone come pick them up while I was showering?" Checking out the car barn she found all of her own vehicles in attendance. Having allowed Eric Crowe her tenant, slash would be Master access to her cars she considered they might have all gone on a joy ride. "I give up. Alien abduction?" With a final shrug of hopelessness she took off on her daily, most days, run toward her three mile trail. Wearing white boy shorts, a cut off white T-shirt, white ankle socks, and tennis shoes, oh, and sunglasses, Margo Needy set out to get the heart pumping. Probably more clothing than her five young Master's might approve of but she did it anyway. She ha...

Here's Chapter 3! There's a lot going on with this one, from new enemies to a brief backstory for the Vampires and their origins. I hope everyone enjoys! I'm back to using Grammarly for editing, and hoping it works out better this time. That said, if there are the usual grammatical/punctuation errors please try to overlook them...that said, please go easy with your feedback if you do see a few. As always, all characters are 18 years or older. Enjoy! Whiskey- ------------------------ Sara's POV I sat back on the mattress, back against the wall, and waited in silence and loneliness as Morgan and Amanda disposed of Courtney. The shock was still raw and my mind was a wreck, as I reflected upon what I had just done. I had become the Monster. Or another, Monster. Another one of the heartless creatures, that was responsible for all the young women that had vanished around town. It was ironic, wasn't it? The news reports that came out after every new victim was reported, ...

Author's Note: "I Love A Challenge" (which if you have not read, you should) was intended to be a stand-alone story. However, at the suggestions of a couple of readers, I've spun this tale in which Alex and especially Dez take their romance to the next higher level and then beyond. Hope you enjoy this telling. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Dez! Why are you picking from my plate? If you're hungry, make a plate of your own?" Ignoring his complaint, Alex's beautiful girlfriend continued to selectively pick from the breakfast plate that she had made for him, taking a piece of sausage, a bit of scrambled eggs, and then some hash browns. "Here!" Alex muttered as he divided the food on his plate in two, "this portion is yours and this portion is mine." Paying him no heed, Dez nimbly picked from Alex's side of the plate while completely ignoring hers. "Your food tastes better. Come on...share with me and I'll share with you," was her sas...

Click, click, click. The noise of a woman's heels tap against the concrete hastily. All around her in this bustling city people are chatting, cars are driving past and honking, dogs are barking. The lithe, slender woman ignores it all while bobbing her head to the music she's listening to. Her shoulder length brown hair flows gracefully in the breeze behind her. She wears a black blouse and matching small skirt. In one arm she's carrying a stack of important looking paperwork, tucked away neatly into organized folders. She reaches her free hand in the pocket of her mini skirt and presses a button on her IPod to change songs. An upbeat song comes on which helps encourage her to walk faster. Any bystander spectating her could tell she's in a rush. Further ahead, Veronica notices a collection of leaves obstructing the side walk. She gets rather annoyed at whoever's job it is to keep the streets clear. When she steps into the pile her heel impales one of the leaves, p...

To start the story, let me introduce myself and my wife. Myself is and my wife is sruthi. We have been married just after 5 long years in relationship. Let me tell you about sruthi, she is a chubby and jovial girl, with 34C boobs and big ass. Her boobs are so tempting, with dark brown nipples. Her birthday is approaching and I would like make it her best birthday ever. It was the first birthday after marriage. We decided to take leave for three days and celebrate and I had my plans for her. She has been always head over heels for a guy, her classmate Vyshnav from college and we are this open minded couple. I always used to tease her by his name. She used to imagine him while I fuck her. I wanted to give her classmate as a gift for her. I had talked to him about this and he was really excited for it. We had booked a resort for three days and I asked him to book a room in that resort. All this was done without her knowledge. After checking in, we went to the room and it had great view ...

Saturday night and another night of being fucked by complete strangers. This was the fourth straight weekend that Mistress had arranged for her slut to be used. Tonight, it was a party of six business guys up for a good time. I had been told in no uncertain manner that I was expected to please the men, whatever was required, and no questions asked. As usual Mistress took me to the pub for a late lunch around two o'clock. When we returned home, I was told to strip and shower, ready for the evening show. I also douched my arse as was always expected of me. I reported to my Mistress clad only in my leather slave collar, wrist and ankle cuffs. She told me to kneel, head bowed as I kissed her beautiful feet. "Into your cage, bitch" she said. I turned and crawled on all fours across the bedroom and into the cage. Mistress followed and closed the iron gate behind me, snapped the padlock shut and left the room. I lay there locked in my punishment cell, not that I had knowingly ...

After my online rant about guys on online hookup apps making no effort, I need to share with you guys what happens when someone makes some effort. During my rant, I mentioned that I received eight messages on the app (it is a gay hookup app, you can email me if you'd like to know which one I use). Seven of the eight were from guys saying "Hey" with blank profiles. Usually I reply to "Hey", with "That is what horses eat." Most of the time, the lazy moron on the other end doesn't get it. The eighth messaged I received was from a guy whose profile was complete. He had half a dozen photos of himself, including several face pics, he listed his age and what he was in to. His profile said he was looking for guys that would like to master/dominate him and that he loves being a submissive bottom. His message to me was an actual paragraph asking me if I would be interested in that role, he said he couldn't host but could travel and we were less than tw...