1:00pm - be dressed in old clothes. Bra, knickers, everything. I’m gonna rip them from your body, and then I’m going to… Jenny’s internal temperature skyrocketed. What? What is he going to…? Texting fast, she asked what he was planning, but all she got was an enigmatic, Wait and see dirty girl. ...
As I slowly inched closer to the bar, I began to wonder how on earth I’d get our drinks back through the heaving mass of people. Thankful that I wasn’t claustrophobic, I slowly shuffled along with the crowd. I could still move my arms but otherwise I was almost totally immobilised. For some unsee...
‘That’s settled then; I’ll meet you at Victoria tomorrow for the 4 p.m. to Brighton. See you there.’ She hung up with a sigh of relief. It would be good to put some palliative miles between her and David and she felt The Lyon-Smiths’ country pile was just the place to do that – which was why she’...
A body-wracking punishment that made her survival of Fantasy 12 appear a piece of cake. What she had actually received was nothing. Absolutely nothing, except the mental and physical anguish of only being able to look on as Mark eased down the zip at the front of Clara’s catsuit. The dart of desi...
It’s black, plain, and simply cut. The supple, matt fabric clings flatteringly against my chest and stomach, without managing to make me look like I’ve been vacuum-packed into it. Its thin granddad collar leads down to a satin ribbon-edged v-neck, which reveals a hint of generous cleavage. Yet it...
Not great at walking in a straight line at the best of times, she had to concentrate not to accidently bump into him. Taking short steps around the hotel in high heels was one thing, but for any distance longer than a few feet, Sally preferred flat boots or trainers. It felt good to be out of the...