Anyone who is under the age of 18, along with anyone offended by stories of a sexual nature or containing sexual situations or offended by the idea of mind control in any fashion, please do not read this story. This story takes place in the fictional town of Chrystal Heights. This is not significant in any way other than I hope to continue creating stories...
This story follows on from my visit to Brenda Lee's shop to buy lacy underwear for another clandestine meeting with Peter O'Neill when Brenda suggested we make a date to have coffee (see Peter and Me), which became lunch and more. It was the evening of that same day that I had a call from Brenda Lee, asking if we could make a date for a coffee as was sugges...
It was a dark room sparsely illuminated with automatic, recessed spotlights. An unconscious Madelynn was carried on a gurney to the room by two burly men who positioned her near a rectangular table. Carefully, they lifted her up from the gurney and placed her on the padded table before walking out of the room. A raven-haired female scientist wearing the stan...
Parp... Parp... Parp... Parp... Jen groaned as she rolled over. One thing that was certain, however long she was kept as Wendy's slave, pet or whatever else she might become, she would never, ever, get used to being wakened by that damn siren and the flashing lights that went with it. Despite the temptation to tuck her head under the pillow and hope it would...
The day was over and what's more, it was Friday! Hallelujah, thought Wendy happily as she left work and made for the subway. She had no plans for the weekend but was just glad that the work week was over. Wendy was 21, with striking platinum blonde hair in a straight cut to her shoulders, tall and slim with long legs and medium sized breasts that bounced a...
It wasn't the red checked shirt that caught her eye that afternoon as she slung a saddle over the metal rail, nor was it the long blonde hair blowing in the wind that had sprung up a few hours ago. It was the look in her eyes that caught and held her attention for a moment in time, there was a hint of longing, a quiet desperation that reminded her of home. H...
It was the last day of term, thank god!!! And not just any term either, it was the last day of the last term…ever. Classes had finished over an hour ago. I go to an all girls’ boarding school in the south of England. Most of my mates had gone home already, but myself, (I’m Abby by the way) Megan and Wendy were crowded in Wendy’s small dorm room. We were get...
She picked up her journal, the one she had kept ever since she had learned about adult life, and as she turned the page she smiled as the memories came flooding back to her as she recalled the pleasure and knowledge they gave her. She came across an entry marked "BBQ" and her smiled broadened as she recalled the day she first got together with Wendy... ***...
After the ice was broken between my eighteen-year old daughter and I, we made love every evening since that fateful Friday night. However, I soon became worried that Katrina might become sexually dependent upon her mommy and that might restrict her options later in life. I therefore decided that it would be best for her if we could bring in an other woman or...
"Gotcha!" Jen smiled to herself. Hours of careful research had finally paid off and now it was payback time. Jen had worked long and hard to get where she was. After graduating with an honours law degree she had been at a loose end when she'd taken the temp job at Amalgamated Holdings. Wendy McCuskell, the CEO had spotted her one day and, impressed with her...