Ladies get booked for the calendar for a number of reasons, some for publicity, some to raise cash for charity, some just to be in with the trendy crowd, some for other reasons. The photos from each month form the printed calendar, which is sold to r... |
Ladies get booked for the calendar for a number of reasons, some for publicity, some to raise cash for charity, some just to be in with the trendy crowd, some for other reasons. The photos from each month form the printed calendar, which is sold to r... |
The camera cuts to black. Then there's a click and a spotlight comes on focused on a girl, who appears to be standing on a raised platform. She is wearing a smart purple blouse, and a dark grey pencil skirt, and high heeled, nude court shoes. She has... |
It was in July, a week before my summer holidays.
I was surfing around the Internet to find the best place to spend the money I just got from my friends and family for my 30th birthday.
I found many nice places but none of them seemed to satisfy me.... |
It was my first day at the mansion and I was wondering how this day was going to be. The morning was really pleasant, I walked around the place to try to find some clues about my future messy adventures.
A part of Ladies and Lord was preparing the... |
I was now walking to the pasture, fully naked, trying to hide myself behind my hands. I would have never expected that when I sent my first message. However, I had absolutely no regrets. This was the best experience I ever had.
I was approaching th... |
"Welcome Miss Emma. I see it took several tries to find the medal in the former challenge! Don't worry, our guest never thought about taking the one on the board.
I also see you decided to take off your clothes. Great, we would have asked for it any... |
It took me one long hour in the shower and at least three bottles of shampoo and soap to reappear under the mess. Hopefully, my private bathroom was filled with many different kinds of beauty products.
Step after step, I was able to see my skin aga... |
Many readers will be familiar with Lauren's earlier stories, especially those accounts of charity events and telling how Lauren was covered in mud at work! This story (loosely based on fact) elaborates on one of those occasions! Lauren has written mu... |
Slime, Pies, Surprise
Hi guys, my name is Jema. I'm a Computer Science major and a prominent Midwestern university. I don't want to tell you which one, but I will say we have a pretty good football team and have a really intense rivalry with a stat... |
"Agent, you have to escape!
They gave you some rest but they will come back!
You will have 15 minutes to leave the building before they see you run away. Your objective is to escape.
Unfortunately, the tracker they put on you could be activated by... |
Back in my room after a nice and long shower, clothes were on my bed next to a new letter.
"Miss Emma,
The council will be held a bit differently tonight as we have to debrief your "mission". Please join us at 7:00PM".
The clothes were casual w... |
The camera cuts to what looks like a small room in a gallery. The walls have several old oil paintings on them, and several white marble statues are organised around it. Most strikingly are four green marble columns creating a diamond shape at the 4... |
(Story for anonymous requester)
Peter tried to keep calm as he sat in the therapist's waiting room. He'd arrived a little early for the appointment and rather than getting his phone out and checking his messages he instead spent the time glancing ar... |
'We'll see,' Sam said with a smirk. 'Go and order two milkshakes, I don't care what flavour, and you can even keep your clothing in order for now. I'll tell you the rest when you get back.'
Sam waited patiently, allowing her heart rate to settle aft... |
It was a stormy Friday night when I stepped into the Marquis for an afterwork drink, to loosen up, before my drive home. Normally I would have plans made for the end of the week, you know, dinner plans, with female companionship. But alas, that was n... |
I wanted to write a story about it would be like to be a model approached to appear on one of the many shows you see on UMD. This is the start of a small series I'm hoping to write and is purely fictional and not based off any particular site, but in... |
I couldn't stop thinking of that day. The stickiness, the mess and the pleasure. It was all so overwhelming. Mary-Jane Hunter liked to punish and I wanted that but I didn't want to lose my job I wanted the excitement but I settled for the routine.
Un... |
My hair was almost dry from the last shoot, but it didn't matter, I'm sure it wouldn't be a big deal. I wore a blue, open back one-piece swimsuit. The thin lycra hugged my form, showing off some cleavage. There were four mop buckets full of slime com... |
"By the way, my name is Roberto," I said while looking down at the messy face of my companion. "My friends call me Bobby."
"Mine's Ivanna," the little sparkplug, her face covered in muck of various colors, said with a smile as we stepped into the d... |
Kate Connor was relaxing at her newly furnished flat when the phone buzzed. It was her producer Fiona. "Hi Kate. How are you?" Pleasantries were exchanged.
"We are making a couple of changes to our gameshow before the semi-final. Firstly this will b... |
Prologue
The Producer looked out of his penthouse window onto Canary Wharf. In front of him was a blank sheet of paper except for one sentence "Ratings successor to Slime"Ongoing was the deeply distracting sound of a student protest over tuition fee... |
Lisa's bikini-clad body was a new warning to the rest of the girls to do whatever they could to avoid the head to head.
"My mum's watching!" she said after showering the strawberry syrup off and preparing to re-enter the fray.
"I'm sure she'd be pr... |
It was Eleonara's turn to spin the wheel again as she celebrated back to back victories. As she strode over confidently to the wheel there was not a single girl there who didn't want to see her smug, superior smile wiped off her face: preferably mess... |
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