*********************** Copyright Oggbashan July 2006 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *********************** I was in Julie's...
We all know Sarah. Well, we know who Sarah is. She's the single woman who has the looks and the charisma to get away with sexual harassment and murder. She's the one in the work place who will flirt with married men to fill her ego. She's the one who thinks the world is hers and all she has to do is ask for it. My studio hired Sarah to work with customer s...
My name is Todd. I am a 'Middle America', male W.A.S.P. who is edging closer to the big four zero. I married my college girlfriend, Lynn, who is three years my senior, when I was just under twenty. I got my degree, got a job and started a family soon after. In the twenty years since then Lynn and I have developed an intimacy based on trust, knowledge and ex...
Chapter Seven: I've been taken, Made into a Maid, Turned out as a Slut. Two days have passed by, it's Thursday morning. Today Master Gage and Master Martin are to arrive by 10:00am. I awake by 8:00am and my stomach is turning. I get up sit on the edge of my bed wearing my sleeping lingerie today it's a white satin full slip, white lace bra and satiny panty....
Chapter 1 It had seemed a strange advert. Not even in one of the pornographic magazines - it was in the local newspaper "personals" column. "Couples: We can help you have the experience of a lifetime. Would you like to get roped in to something magical? You are bound to enjoy it. For more details, phone..." And it gave a local number. It wasn't that Tim a...
This is a complete work of fiction. Remember the difference between fantasy and reality is as fundamental as the difference between right and wrong. This story happens some time after Posh’s Dilemma I and II and therefore all references related to but not explained in this story, or Retribution chapters 1 and 2, can be found in the “Dilemma” series. ****...
We returned to the Hotel Castello without any of the reporters ever realizing that I had ever left. Gretchen's ruse had worked perfectly. I walked past several security guards on my way to my room. I even passed by one who had handcuffed me and made me helpless, but she didn't even give me a second glance. She didn't recognize me at all. I was feeling so...
Two female security guards hovered over me. They reminded me of amazons. Each of them was at least six feet tall and had a lean, yet athletic look about them. I was only five foot, nine and one-hundred and twenty pounds. They made me seem small and ineffectual by comparison. Each of them had an iron grip on my arm and refused to let go as they led me down...
I paused in my reading and laid the thick journal aside, leaving it open to my place. I turned my full attention to Judy - an easy task. I noticed her nipples were once again hard and she was squirming against her bonds. The story of my great uncle, as told in his journal, must have been really turning her on. Of course, my free hand stroking her bare breast...
(This one’s considerably longer than most of my recent stories. If there are situations or implements or dialogue that seem a little dated – or writing that seems stilted – that’s only because I wrote the story some time ago. I only just found it again, buried in a pile of old stuff. As usual, your feedback is welcome. Enjoy! – defiant^1) ***** With one th...