Jane had rung the doorbell and now stood on the doorstep waiting anxiously for Fran to answer the door. She was very, very nervous and fearful that if her friend didn't answer the door quickly she would bottle out altogether and run for cover. But what she didn't know was that Fran, approaching the door from the other side, was also anxious, and genuinely co...
This story seems to have taken on a life of its own. Each time I write the final chapter a new one appears as if from nowhere. Who knows where it will end. Thanks to all my readers, I hope you enjoy this latest. ***** The next morning I rose and had a leisurely bath before dressing carefully in an expensive business suit with a plain white silk blouse. It...
"I abhor unjustified cruelty but a crime cannot go unpunished as I am sure you will agree. When you were thrashed did your last Mistress use your bottom?" "No Miss. I rebelled before she got that far Miss." "Good, then we will make use of that. You understand what this punishment is for and why it is necessary?" "Yes Miss." "I think 24 strokes will suffi...
This, a true story, has been gleaned from the private diaries of a lesbian woman living in London in 1932, and they have only recently come to my attention. Julia began to write down her experiences in order to try and come to terms with what she endured. She was then, and very unusually for that time, involved in early investigations into what was then call...
Estragon was copy writer for this story years ago but I have made some changes so if there are errors don't blame him. ***** The Dragon's unease makes my spine tingle. Caution, wariness, and mistrust, almost to the point of paranoia, are leaking from her mind. Though I know it is not aimed at me, it still instills a bit of fear, fear for those who would at...
If you haven't read Chapter One yet, please find it. Many of the innuendos found in this submission relate back. To all of those who rated, commented and followed, THANK YOU!!! You have made me feel so welcome! I hope you enjoy Chapter Two. Ready Player Two Chapter Two Diana nursed her beer as she looked around the bar. Scruffy Murphy's was an institut...
“Fucking hell, woman,” gasps Catherine Hart, the new attorney of Pussy Power, “where’s your clothes?” She gets up from behind her desk and scrutinizes my naked body. Catherine is a forty-something and very shapely brunette, dressed conservatively in a two-piece business suit. As she walks up to me, I see her gaze moves up and down by body and when it reaches...
All participants are over 21. Julianna became very ill and was rushed to the hospital. The doctor informed me that she only has 4-6 weeks to live. The news was devastating. I'm glad Alannah was with me or I probably wouldn't have made it. Alannah told me that I needed to be strong for Julianna. How she shouldn't spend her last days shut up inside of a hote...
I found myself strangely and extraordinarily embarrassed when I saw the leash and collar in Sassa's hand, for I had somehow felt Gloria and Stefania were more like peers and friends, despite my being stark naked and they fully clothed. More feelings coursed through me: excited to see lovely and erotically cruel Sassa, on whom I was developing a crush, yet...
Preamble Hi, and thank you for choosing my story. I hope you will enjoy it. If you do, please be kind enough to give a score at the end. This helps me to gauge the popularity of my work. If I may, I usually suggest one star each for: Composition & Use of Vocabulary, Readability, Plot, Drama or Humour, and of course Sexual Content (or why else are we a...