There are no characters in this story that are less then eighteen years of age. This story is a pure fiction. Any resemblance to any real person living or dead is coincidental and was not the intent of the author. * I was awakened in the late afternoon by voices in my room. When I opened my eyes I was greeted by the sight of Ms. Penny, frowning down at me...
"This is the last time Nancy, I mean it. We can't afford anymore accidents on our insurance; the premiums are going through the roof. If you have one ore accident I'm going to have to drop you from the policy," Dr Morris said as he gazed at his auto insurance bill. His wife Nancy just bowed her head and listened to his lecture as the effects of her fourth ac...
By Likegoodwinecopyrighted December 2011 Here's another short story for you. There is almost no sex to speak of in this short one. Sorry, I put no humor in this one. Enjoy! Your votes and constructive comments are appreciated, as they will help me grow. Thanks to Scalia for his patient editing They finally caught up with me. I knew this day would come. It...
My name is DG Hear. I have been waiting for some alternate endings to this story. In my opinion, This was truly a great story except for the ending. I have read this story time and time again. Really a good one, but the ending just doesn't fit. So I thought I would start my writing debut and try for an alternate ending. The first Chapter 7 (ending #1) was w...
Since the accident, things had been tough between my wife and myself. It seemed that Debbie could hardly bear to look at me let alone talk to me. It was as if I didn't exist anymore; she seemed cold and empty and seemed to be perpetually sad. I spoke to her; tried to cheer her up but she just ignored me, just sort of looked straight through me. I guess the...
It was in November that Brian broke his neck and became paralyzed. He still had motion in his arms but his fine motor skills and his fingers were affected. The nerve damage to his legs was complete and he would be using a wheelchair for the rest of his life. He wondered at the time if he would ever have sex again. It was only the following summer that his qu...
Felicity Remington was a red-haired, blue-eyed gynecologist of 34. She was also a glasses-wearing, card-carrying lesbian eproctophile. She actually used pussy examinations as an excuse to get close to women's assholes in hopes of getting farts out of them, and maybe sex. Occasionally she was successful at seducing her clients. But her real dream to find a wo...
Those of you who are familiar with my previous stories will know just how dominant my husband is, always persuading me or cajoling me to do the most outrageous things in public and always taking the lead in our bed. Or to be more correct, wherever else he wanted to make love to me. Well, this story is something very different; he was hurt in an accident and...
It had been a bad day all around. The car had a dead battery when I left the house to go to work. I got a ration of shit from my foreman for being late to work and thirty minutes before quitting time I cut my arm so bad that I had to have four stitches. I got home to find my wife not there and my dinner not ready which I admit is no big thing in the great sc...
Wherein I demonstrate the importance of rigorous and intentional conditioning of a slave for complete service. As I explained in the first part of this story, I do not often rely on chastity devices these days to control N's sexual behaviors, though that wasn't always the case as I'll explain shortly. I mostly rely on the "honor system" - by which I mean an...