This story deals with themes of female domination and coercion in a lesbian setting. If you think that you are likely to be offended by such material please try a different story. Chapter 1 It was with a degree of trepidation that I pressed the button for the fifth floor. The last time I had been here it was as the queen bee, the chairman's daughter, looki...
This is the continuation of 'The Artist and her young lover' and it will make little sense unless you have read the first part. To Recap: Milly's wife, a police officer, was killed and her friend's daughter, Fiona, provided comfort through Milly's grief. The following year Fiona decides to study at university, near to Milly's home and spends a lot of time...
If you have read any of my other stories, you must be getting used to this disclaimer by now: this is a slow-burn, long-building, multi-part romance story. If you are looking for a quick fix, this isn't it. Full disclosure: there's no sex in this first part. This story is based on a particularly interesting chapter I was lucky enough to have in my life. Many...
The red Honda Civic rental car came to a halt in the dirt driveway. A small figure exited the vehicle, and sighed as she looked at where she would now be living. This was her first time seeing the ranch style house in person. It looked just like the photo the real estate agent showed her, and she was grateful for that. Weeks ago she had made the arrangements...
Another semester began. Students walked to and fro along the campus grounds. Laughter and revelry filled the autumn morning air. Groups of young men and women sat in various spots on the grass to discuss which professors and what classes they had for the new school year. Inside the administration building a line of tired and irritated young undergrads awai...
"Coming over tonight?" "My ass is seriously dragging." I stopped looking at the Google research results on my laptop and turned my full attention to Jerrod's voice on my cell phone. "Rough practice?" "Yeah, coach had us running with full pads and taking a fucking thousand reps. Guess he didn't want another close fucking call like last Saturday." "Poor b...
Prologue She had been one of the lucky ones; it never really happened in anyone's lifetime but Natalie Scott had found love twice in her life. Two amazing woman that loved her without any prejudice as to who she was, but for all that she was. It was through those tough times in her life, she had always made herself the worse version of herself and these two...
I scanned the bar area but she was nowhere to be seen. I'd been covertly watching the woman for the last hour without mustering the courage to go and speak to her, now she was gone. I'd only gone out for a quiet drink on my own, book in hand, in order to get some peace and quiet from the workmen that were hammering and banging in my neighbours house, but I h...
This is my submission for the 'Summer Lovin' Story Contest 2015'. As ever, I must thank Winterreisser for his diligent and careful editing, suggestions and encouragement and Kat for being my tester. I hope you enjoy the story and, as this is a competition entry, please take a moment to cast your vote at the end. Comments are very welcome too as I love hear...
Kathy? this is for you... I think PROLOGUE: I heard the rustle of leaves first before I become aware of the approaching footsteps. I looked up and watched in trepidation as the sounds draws nearer. Although I couldn't yet see who it is, I know that it could only be one person. I thought of jumping down from the branch I am sitting on and making a run for...