Submissive & Owned Mums

CHAPTER FIFTEEN We started off the following year even more hectic than the previous one. The restaurant had taken off much faster than anticipated and Michelle was working twelve to fourteen hour days. She had hired Eddie Sampson as manager which kept her free to deal with the kitchen. She had also hired another cook and one more waitress. By June on most nights you would have to wait for a table between thirty and forty-five minutes. Michelle was getting home until after midnight on most days. On July first of that year, I was sitting on the sofa watching television...

It was Saturday. Finally I could see Mandi and her gorgeous body, oh those tits. I bit my lip as Ithought about her. Oh shit, what was I going to wear? I jumped up and looked in my closet, nothing but T-shirts and jeans. None of this was appropriate for a date. I snuck out of my room and went to my mom's room. Thankfully she was gone. I opened her closet slowly and it was the first thing I had seen. It was hanging about three-fourths of the way to the left in her closet. It was a stunning pink...

I walked into the bar about am hour before closing time. I had stepped up to the bar to get a drink when the bar maid was called down to the other end of the bar as she started to mix my Jack and Coke. I watched her tight little ass sway away from me under her long blond hair and thought that her being called away before I got my drink wasn’t a bad thing her tight black dress clung to her ass so well I could see her thong. As the bar maid came back I saw that she...

I hadn't had a case in a week and the whiskey bottle was gettin' low. The steady drumming of rain on my window had sprung a leak from the ceiling into my wastebasket, and was starting to convince me I should go home early when I saw her silhouette flash through the window on my office door against a sudden bolt of lightning. I sat up a little, adjusting my tie and off-kilter fedora as she turned the handle and timidly opened the door. I've seen my share of broads that could turn a head or two, but nothing prepared me...

I am 18 when this all took place Chapter 3 As James walked towards Christine, she began to shout for help. She screamed for her friends to help her. Then she continued to scream that she was getting raped. Shut the fuck up bitch and stop taking a shit your stinking up the whole place! Now like Sandra Christine open and closed her mouth but no sound came out. You see bitch I have an almighty power, I can make you shit everything you ate, and I can make you keep on eating until you are about five times fatter than...

Chapter 3 After arriving home, the group stepped out of the car and headed towards the door, with Lucy ahead of the other two. The exterior of the house was akin to a cabin in the woods as Lucy was a conservationist and loved living in nature. Lucy fumbled with her keys, still quivering from her orgasm and dropped the on the floor. Bending over to pick them up, the pair behind were given a gracious few of the blonde girl's shaven pussy. Aaron bit his lip and became hard for god knows how many times today. Daisy stared too, imagining...

It started out innocently enough. Our parents were away for a four-day weekend so my brother and I had run of the house.  Oh, sorry, let me introduce myself. I’m Sarah and I turned twenty-one in June of 2003. To quote my boyfriend, I’m “slender of build and fair of face.” I have blue eyes and long, dark brown hair.  My brother Nick is twenty-four, 6’ even and all my friends say he’s gorgeous, but frankly I’d never really thought about it. He’s tan with blue eyes and brown hair more like our father’s (lighter than mine). I suppose I can...

Dani was a 15 year old French stunner! She had long blonde hair down to her ass, perfect breasts, flat stomach and long legs. Trouble was … she was my cousin. She lived with her mum in France and I only saw her during her school holidays. This summer she had come over with her little sister and because her dad was at work during the day, I had to look after them. They learned my usual routine when my parents were away; play guitar, get some food, play PC games, play guitar, get some food! That late evening though, when...

A/N - It has been a long time folks, I've missed you all. I'd like to say a huge thank you for everyone who has supported me over the years. As I have mentioned in a comment in Part 8, I haven't been well for a while and have been writing sparingly over the past two years. I've made you all wait so long for another chapter that I have decided to release this early. I had wanted to add more to it first but - having thought about just how large this extra text would be (and subsequently how long...

It all started when I was 16. I remember it like it just happened, how could I ever forget? My parents were going out of town for a few days, moving trucks. My older brother was staying with my aunt, and I insisted I was old enough to take care of myself. However, my parents gave me a big fat no as the answer. They knew I didn’t do well spending long periods of time alone. They asked one of my dads friends, Jamie, to stay with me while they were gone. Jamie was 28. I always thought she was kind...