The Power of Feet Chapter 2 Author's Note: I am listing this under fetish, but it has elements of mind control, if that is not your thing feel free to skip. I always welcome constructive criticism. Also, if you have ideas on where you would like the story to go, feel free to contact me. All persons are over 18 and events are fictional. Please read chapter 1...
Authors Note: Unlike the first chapter of My Loving Gym Teacher, this will be told in the eyes of only Ariel. * It's been almost two weeks since Mr. Scott fucked me hard in the gym. He hadn't even looked at me since ant I try my best to not look at him. Is he regretting this newly found attraction towards each other, I know I'm not. But why isn't Mr. Scot...
Charisma walked around the room alone as usual. It seemed these decadent, rich parties always turned out the same for a working class girl who made in a year what most of the party goers made in a day and a half. The lavish mansion ballroom was filled with the rich and selfish that only cared about her when she stood on the arm of the man who invited her, as...
(Author's note: I would like to thank my friend Allan for providing the inspiration for this story.) The news came as a great shock to the friendly and respectable folk of Finchley, a predominately residential suburb in the district of Barnet in north London. For some months now, a very ugly spectacle was taking place in the vicinity of Church End, often k...
(Just shy of a decade after Across the Tracks was first written, and I've decided that it needed to be redone. This was my first ever outing as a writer, and in many ways, was my first story I wrote outside of high school assignments. I feel that as a person, I've grown as a writer, I've grown in what I consider good storylines and plot, and I've decided tha...
I wasn't sure if I ever would go back to this story. I had written about three other drafts of this chapter since I wrote the first one. I hated all the directions the story would go. This one felt right and I have received a lot of comments and email about this one recently. I am wrapping up chapter three of Lessons Learned too but I was torn between maki...
Mistress looked at her girls, pride in her eyes evident. She looked at the one she had claimed years before, then at the girl that she had just claimed. Both girls were in their thirties, both a bit older than Mistress, but that didn't matter to any of them, age is merely a number. While different in appearance, they were twins in spirit and fire. Mistress s...
"Friend Guardian, we would bargain for our crossing", Benivere called out in the traditional words of the Covenant, as his party completed the precarious climb to the chasm-span. Agnok stood at the gated entrance to the span, hands resting on his long sword. Broad-shouldered and heavily-muscled, he stood two feet taller than Benivere, who was himself a tal...
Everybody's old enough, foxy enough, you're better off reading Chapter 1 first, blah blah... * William Brody was passed out on the sofa. It's funny how, with a very little experience, you can get to recognize the difference between asleep and passed out. I felt a little heartsick because he'd been doing so well the past few weeks. I could see that he'd had...
Brian's first encounter with Christie and her friends keeps repeating itself in his head. He finds himself questioning whether or not that all happened quite frequently, but gets an answer every time from the soreness of his torso, which is mild at this point but noticeable, even after several days. As he continues his daily inventory routine in the back ro...