Heart Is Where the Home Is Ch. 02

As usual the car arrives to pick me up at 7:00. I always make sure I'm ready. When I get in, I say hello to a woman I know well and lean forward to accept the blindfold she has for me. It covers my eyes leaving me with no sight and I know that it will be there for a while to come. We drive for a long time and eventually pull up and I am lead out of the car, up a step into a house and up some stairs. When I enter the room I know I must keep the blindfold on and I am told to strip by a man. I do as he says and then he orders me onto the bed on all fours. I am feeling horny now and my pussy is feeling wet. I am able to take his tool in my snatch and as he starts to pump me, I feel another one probing at my mouth. Both pricks are big making me guess that they are black men's cocks. I am spit roasted there on the bed, both men fucking my holes and I am getting worked up as I try to satisfy both of them. In a corner will be someone filming the whole experience for later viewing wh...

Author's Note Pepper's Penance is a slow burning romance that unfolds over the course of twenty-three chapters. This is not a wham-bam story. But, if you're into that sort of thing, I think you'll like this one. Check my profile page for other chapters. Chapter 6: Ashley's Turn "Ash, how is it you can run a music store without knowing how to play a single instrument? I mean, how do you do it? Get up everyday and look yourself in the mirror? 'Hi, I'm Ashley Zimmer of A to Z music. I don't know jack shit about any of these instruments, but I'd sure like to sell you one.' Don't you feel like a fraud?" I chewed my lip. It was my own fault really. On the way to the bank, I had mentioned it. Just an offhand comment. I don't even remember why. Now, sitting down to dinner, Pepper was obsessed. "How do you express yourself? I mean, do you at least sing in the shower or something? Barn board painting? Adult coloring books?" ...

Since this is part 3, it would probably make sense to read the first 2 parts, first. But, this one probably can stand alone, too. * * * * * After I pressed play, the movie began with a young couple, not unlike ourselves driving a convertible down a beautiful country road. The radio was playing a (relatively) current song. The girl was absolutely beautiful, in that girl-next-door-who's-ultra-hot-but-doesn't-know-it kind of way. The guy appeared a bit older, rugged, good looking. Emily snuggled in next to me. The camera pulled back an up, so that we could see that there was a picnic basket in the back seat and that the guy had his hand resting on the girl's perfect, bare leg, just below the hem of her short skirt. They pulled off the main road onto a little lane that meandered through some woods into a picturesque valley. Of course, the road ended in a secluded spot, overlooking a small waterfall. About a half mile upstream, a highway bridge crossed the brook. So far, there...

*** Lainey On Tuesday, I rushed off to the airport after work, barely making the flight. It was a pain to stow my bag being one of the last people on the plane, but I found an empty spot a few rows behind my seat. I'd only flown a few times in my life and all of those occasions were smaller planes like that one. I was hoping for a big plane with first-class seats, but no. For a moment, I felt a tinge of anger about that. Why would my rich boyfriend fly me out on a cheap plane ticket? Wasn't I worth it? When I found my row after struggling through the throng of weary, angry, late arrivals, I dropped into my aisle seat, unaware of anything around me. I was digging in my purse for my earbuds when I heard a familiar voice. "Hello, dear. I was worried you weren't going to make it." "Mrs..." she cut me off with a frown. Then as she saw my recognition take hold, she smiled. "Janis, hello! I'm sorry, I'm a bit frazzled from running so late. How are...