1. Like most online encounters, it started with flirtation and creative writing, at a basic level. Over the weeks, though, it became something more. I felt like my new online domme, Ms. Sabrina, was one of the few who really knew me and the other hidden side of my mind and my life. We began to talk of real life, my recent divorce, the professional career I...
(Chapter 1) The Realm of the Black Rose Oh, tell me the legends of long ago. When the kings and queens would dance in the realms of the Black Rose... (Roisin Dubh. The Black Rose. By Thin Lizzy) "Come on Rosie." Ellie urged. "I really can't wait to see what it's like." "On my way." Roisin Donavan replied, her voice edged with a soft Irish accent. "Someo...
Please don't reproduce this copyrighted work without written permission. ________ Another note of personal thanks to Bernard Lyons, a dear friend in Dublin, Ireland who once again has provided me with his generous and timely editorial insight. Thanks B! ________ Of course all actors in this script are of legal age. I hope you enjoy the story! ________...
Gia pulled up to the mansion and parked her older model car where she had been instructed. It would be garaged at the house while she was gone with Mrs. Rutherford and her friends. She would be gone for one week, serving as a housekeeper for the wealthy ladies that went north to Mrs. Rutherford's country get away. She got out, gathered up her purse, and we...
The doctor's office was in located in a grey, three story complex of medical offices, sandwiched between a minimart gas station and a large nail salon. I had gotten the referral from a girlfriend who had been a patient there for a couple of years, and really liked the doctor and also the helpfulness of the staff up front. And they also took my insurance, whi...
Puppet Several weeks had passed now and Jenna had settled into a routine of working her days, busy with the inner runnings of the several different outlets of Golding's. With her background and training she had been the perfect fit and not a day had passed where Janice hadn't been impressed. Three Fridays had gone by now, and tomorrow would bring the one...
"So, Abigail how does it feel to be 19?" her mother asked. "No different than 18, Mom, and thanks for getting me those writing pads for school." "Well, a young lady must be prepared to enter her second year of college. You must plan for when you grow up and enter the world of business." "Mom... really? I told you a million times that I've grown already. I...
Author's Notes: Here is another one of my love stories. As with most of my stories, it isn't a quickie sex story, but more of a romance novella. As with all my work, please feel free to vote and comment on it. Please remember this is a copywrited work of fiction and all legal disclaimers apply. I'd like to thank Woflvixen, Ekmathean and the brokenhearted1 f...
I could see myself reflected in the golden elevator doors and I smirked at myself. Behind me, I could see the expensive marble floor, the impressive (if a little gauche) Corinthian columns, and the gilded trim that was stretched around the perimeter of the lobby. Everything, including me, had a slightly gold-metallic tinge from the reflection, giving everyth...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft spell-check. You have been forewarned. .-. -..- -..- .-. -..- .-. Joanne 'Joee' Domaingue entered her World Economics class and looked around. She felt a little self-conscious wearing a...