The annual school auction had come around again. You wouldn't say it was tedious, but it was never the most exciting event of the year. In its ever-loving defence, is did raise funds for much needed school items. This year Jill, a single mum who was one of the really hard-workers on the Parents and Friends Association, had roped me in to help with the runni...
When I was just out of high school, I quit my job at the local supermarket and found work at a paper mill near the Washington coast town of Gray's Harbor. The mill was unionized, so I had to start on what was called the 'extra list'. That just meant that I worked all over the mill, wherever they needed extra help. I got to know a lot of the other guys that...
This concludes the Tale of Elena, Peter and Uncle Charles. Sorry for the delay in bringing you the end. - wifetheif ***** Elena could scarcely believe that her final month of slavery had arrived. She had been checking off each day on the calender on her wall. Peter had been a dream for the longest time. To Elena's utter amazement, about three months befo...
Prologue: Being a submissive wife has its ups & downs. The hard part was the added responsibility. Kelly was a strong business minded woman. She worked hard all day as an office manager. At night, or on the weekends, she still had to work. A different kind of work. She was a sexual submissive to her husband, catering to his every need. It was a role she wi...
I recently read about an assignment in an art course to redesign the human genitals so that they would be more equitable. I couldn't help but laugh because what makes genitals interesting is their difference, not their sameness. I also knew right away what the "answer" was: give men fig leaves! The obvious feature of male genitals is their visibility. With f...
I am a beautiful woman. My hair is the color of sleek gold, my face is reminiscent of Marilyn Monroe, my body a collection of long luscious curves like some modish ergonomic furniture design. I have to dress cautiously or I stop traffic. But I’m not just a pretty face. I have a master’s in English Literature and I am studying for my doctorate. I am an only...
Chapter 1: The Ship Mira woke up confused and blind and tingling with desire. Her eyes were wide open but she saw only black. She was lying on her back, on a so-soft blanket, downy velour. She couldn't move. Her wrists and ankles were tied away from her body, so that she lay splayed and naked, legs and arms opened wide. She became aware of a stiff feather c...
Emily stood along the side of the dungeon with the other unclaimed slaves. They were each clad only in bra and thong. They were chained together at their ankles with wrists bound snugly behind their back. The Dominant Male in charge was dressed in black leather slacks and a leather vest which only slightly hid His manly chest. This was the first time Emily...
LXXXIV Our Daily Bread Chris 2105 No one could ever call Chris a shirker. He worked hard to pay off his debts to the distant City corporation to whom he was indentured and he might well have expected some kind of recompense for his loyalty and exertion. But the instructions received from distant Nanjing showed no appreciation of Chris' efforts at all. T...
Act I Valentine -I- Picture the most glorious, deliriously lovely spring afternoon the south of England ever dared to see. It was a day of such buttery warmth, spread in fields of fragrant grass and daffodils, when her 'loving' father and mother committed her. She was deemed "unfit for polite society due to mental infirmity" and sent to Mistress Halifax's...