I apologize for any inconsistencies between this story and the first; I tried to root them all out but I never intended this to be a series so some of the story elements weren't thought through for the long term. Other than that, all characters are 18 or over, and please be aware that this whole story/series, as stated in the first, is not meant to be reali...
She sat in her office. She liked being a TA(teaching assistant). At 22, she had the grades of a hundred freshman in her hands. She sat grading homework. The thought of power made her excited. She thought of failing people, ruining their careers. The thought of power made her randy. The thought of giving As to those she liked, rewarding hard work and loyalty....
Dear Reader and of course my Dear Followers I have a request. If you'd like to suggest what might happen in Act 2. I will write it and publish it here. Send as many suggestions as you like and I will choose the one that turns me on the most. With love and respect, Suzy ****************************************** The Secret Theatre It is said that in the...
The silvery moonlight filtered through the branches of the ancient forest; the trees that stood sentinel for ages forever leafless. Her footsteps on a forest floor devoid of all life were loud to her ears, disturbing the peace all around her, disturbing the stillness of death. One so vibrant, so full of life, this was not her place. Her presence was unwelcom...
"Just like that," said Jaime, grabbing the back of Mary's head and pressing it into her pussy. The tension was building in her body, her leg muscles starting to twitch. Mary, quite without a choice in the matter, continued licking and sucking Jaime's clit, occasionally dipping down to savor the taste of her pussy. She kept the rhythm even, the pressure, eve...
The Women's Erotic Liberation Circle held this retreat on the Oregon coast, where I decided to actively mindfuck one of the newer women. Her name was Tara Louise, and she was a real estate agent from Sacramento. Curvy girl, mid-40's, five-foot-ninish, lovely pale skin, light red curly hair, very busty, and dressed like she was meeting a client. She stood up...
It was All Hallow's Eve and Hunter's Full Moon that night. A very powerful Lunar energy was coursing around us in the abandoned stone temple that I and my Wicca students had chosen for Esbat. These were 13 young women, ages 21-30 that I had chosen from my Flock to become Witches. All had been studying for months. The ways of Magick, the Old Religion, The Cha...
Summary: Sweet nerd loses her virginity and discovers her domme side. Note 1: Thanks to HFernandez for suggesting this idea. Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Robert, Dave, and Wayne for editing this story. Warning: This story manipulates religious doctrine... if that offends you, please quit reading now. This is part four of a potentially lengthy ser...
One day she throws on a tight satin Dolce & Gabbana - high heels and a pashmina wrap, and grabs her Baschmakoff purse, and walks out. Her Rolls Royce shushes its way to locate her afterawhile, and leans in acquiescently as it approaches the spot where she is standing on the pavement. Angrily, she pulls off the million-dollar ring and casts it down to the...
They say that gold is power, but "they" are mostly male, and thus idiots. On the day she decided to stop living on goodwill and bland virtue, instead using her power for its hell-intended purpose, the witch did not begin dabbling in alchemy. After all, what do men pay gold for? Surely that's more powerful. So, she planted a garden. An innocent, beautiful g...