Chapter Fifty-Three My weekend after the Aberdeen trip was a quiet one. I got back to Skipton early Saturday afternoon and, due to my nerdish nature, went straight in to work. And worse confessions are yet to come: on Sunday I was swotty all day as well as nerdish. My excuse is that by then I was into the final furlong of my academic career. Yes, my blitzk...
I'm Greta, a biologist by profession, and although I find the science of biology deeply interesting and rewarding in its own right, I would admit that it isn't ordinarily considered a glamorous field. There was one time though that I was assigned a job that was pretty entertaining, and maybe even a wee bit glamorous. Dr. Howard Barlow, a zoologist and I were...
A note about this story:- So, 'V' and I are chatting away when she says to me 'why is it that all D/s stories are written from the sub's point of view. Why is it never from the Domme's. Take Summerhouse Blues, I really love that version of the Rhonda character and yet all we hear about is how Tracy feels. What about Rhonda, what did she make of it all?' An...
Hi Everyone, Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement and support, I honestly feel so humbled that I've received nothing but positive comments and feedback on my stories thus far. I appreciate that it's been a long wait for this next story and I thank you all for your patience. I give you fair warning that what follows is by no means a 'quick f...
These stories are meant for people who are Adults. If you are not at least 18 years old, or are offended by erotic or sexual material, please do not read. I post the entire story each time so that people do not ask me to send them the earlier parts each time. The story is a work in progress that sometimes changes in addition to being added to. If you like t...
Belinda had been working for several years as a programmer for a large computer firm. It was good work and paid well enough but she began to see the writing on the wall, the company was having 'issues' and it was only a matter of time before it was gone. Then, it was. Closing its doors, the company let everyone go and Belinda was now out of work at 32 years...
This is a lesbian story, but it is also much more. It involves control and punishment, submission and obedience. It involves incest, and anal penetration. It involves sex with both women and men, as well as gang bangs and forced sex. If you find these beyond your comfort zone, read no further. I do not include these themes for any reason other than that as t...
Hello friend. Welcome to my series, Wheels In Motion. This is a slow-building lesbian romance story. There is no sex in the first few chapters. If that's not your groove, please feel free to skip it and go find something else that works for you. I promise I won't be hurt, and you'll be happier. It's win-win! You don't have to have read my other works to en...
Ellie: You up? I stared at the message on the screen. I knew it was from her before I even picked up my phone. No one else ever texted me this late at night... Per usual, I froze up before replying to her. I let my eyes linger on the three dots that were appearing and disappearing. I wondered what she was typing and deleting. I didn't even really need to...
Chapter 1: Cookies & Spice The girl in the green cardigan with the rolling cart makes her way down the main street in the village of Durbin. This is the Durbin of the out-of-the-way, of where Starbucks is unlikely to penetrate, a place pleasantly apart. Down the street she rolls, looking this way and that for where hope rests, a gathering expectation in...