Christmas was only 9 days away. Master had been wearing a satisfied smirk for a month now. I was listening carefully, hoping to get some inkling of what he had up his sleeve. Master's name is Robert Jennings but I am only to call him Master. He is the sole parent to his now, 18 year old son, Brad. I am Master's slave girl and Brad has been told all along...
With the help of Prof. Gilbert, Jennifer cleaned off all the ejaculate from her body and dressed for the main show. She had rehearsed with Prof. Melino, the drama teacher at St. Ciels. The role she was to play was that of a young, naive college coed who had been caught cheating. She had absolutely no prior experience with sex, having been brought up in a rel...
[This story involves bodily functions so if that is not something you find compatible with your interests, please read no further. All characters are over 18.] ***** I had been pleased with how my husband Brad had behaved after I had sent him to my friend Miriam for disciplining. Miriam is older than I am, about 40, and she has long dominated her husband T...
[This is part of a series. It contains fetish play, including bodily functions, and a severe whipping. If any of this is not to your taste, please read no further. All characters are over 18.] *** I came to realize that although I was developing a need to be taken in hand by another woman and disciplined, my Aunt Kathy was not the person for this assignmen...
My name is Shelly. I am 39 years old, married and I have an 18-year-old daughter named Connie. Three weeks ago my next-door neighbor and her husband were going out of town for a week and ask me if I would keep an eye on their house while they were away. Timmy their 18-year-old son would be staying home and they wanted to know if he could call me if he had an...
Note: You will enjoy this story more if you have read the previous two installments. Again, all of the characters are 18 or over and you should not read the story if you do not enjoy writing that deals with bodily functions. * Andrea Creighton, who taught history at the preparatory academy, was quite excited when Carol Stephens invited her to play for wha...
Disclaimer: If your easily offended OR under the age of 18, you need to find something else for your reading pleasure. This story is a work of fiction. It is not intended to imply the sexual orientation of the personalities portrayed... It was two hours before show time. The black-eyed peas were all in their dressing rooms getting there outfits ready for th...
I was in my first round of physical therapy, the year before she left us. I was six. Back then, my mother used to tell me, "Life is a crap shoot, kid. Most of the time you lose more than you win." She gambled, with more than just money. She tried to teach me how to play, and while I loved the theory, I... didn't do very well when I rolled the dice. I'm sickl...
One of my first jobs after finishing college thirty years ago was to work at the home of a couple whose fortune was made in the real-estate boom in Texas. I was 25 then, they were in their early forties. I had a lanky athletic build, being 5' 10", 175 lbs., and loved cycling, using every opportunity to bicycle, even to work. The couple I worked for was norm...
Janet Burke This was so embarrassing; seasick the first day, and me having sailed all my life. So there I was the first evening, lying in the port cabin in a sweat-drenched t-shirt and panties clutching Ralph, my barf bowl, to my chest like a lover. At least being near the center of the boat reduced the rocking motion. I had hoped that lying down would soon...