Electro pain Stories

A new client was due to arrive in a few minutes, so I took a moment to scan the studio, ensuring everything was clean and orderly. The name, I had to admit, was somewhat ostentatious, but according to the estate agent who had shown us around, that had been its original purpose. Our home was a traditional bungalow set on a spacious plot. At the far end of the garden stood a building originally designed as an artist's studi...

Chapter 7: Retribution = Sometime in the wee small hours, I half-woke. Time? I had no idea in the total darkness, no timepiece, no phone. Just me in my maid’s room. Clutched in my hand was a memory of yesterday; Mummy’s soiled panties. I sniffed them, and the connection between my nose and pussy was instant. My other hand slid down my front and under the hem of my nightie, quickly finding my mound. I spread two fingers an...