The horse trotted along the dark track as fast as Tom was prepared to risk. Beside him, the small lamp swung side to side with every bump in the surface as it struggled to illuminate the road ahead. In truth, the light was not enough for the speed of the journey and Tom feared that […]
Samantha stepped into the warm water of the shower and let it wash over her mind raced with thoughts about her marriage. A month had past, since Samantha’s dirty secret had been discovered by her husband Chris and since then she had been on her best behaviour. It was not that she didn’t want to […]
The sun shone through the light netting of the window, filling the second largest bedroom in the house with warmth. It was strong enough that Tom eventually found that he was unable to stay asleep a moment longer. Rising from the bed, he pulled up the trousers he had put out the night before and […]
Tom watched the latest batch of slaves being brought out of the holding pen that was hidden behind the stage and sighed. They were all females except for a scrawny, one armed creature at the end of the line. When word had got out that the latest shipment had arrived from Africa it had come with the promise that there were a number of impressive male specimens. And yet after one hour and over 100 slaves being presented to the auction there had been few men and in reality none of them could be described as impressive.
Having squeezed her large, heavy, pale skinned breasts into the tight black dress she was wearing, Samantha took a moment to check herself in the full-length mirror. Using her fingers, she traced the cups that now strained to hold what little modesty she has within the thin material. Then, following the two thin straps that ran across to the metal ring that rested on her sternum, she made sure that there was no risk of a sudden and unexpected exposure. The mental ring also held a third piece of thin material that connected to the choker that held everything up and allowed her dress to be off the shoulder.
The Sins of August 