Don't even ask me where the idea originated because no one would admit to arranging anything so harebrained. The setting for this was just about as public as you could imagine, a baseball field on a well traveled main road through a populous residential district. League games were always played in front of a fairly good size crowd in any case. The benches...
Still strapped tightly to the table, I looked fearfully on as she twisted the long needle between her fingers showing it off to me. "Guess what this is for, b." she said. "I can't guess, Mistress." I replied, but in truth, I didn't want to guess. "It's a jewelry accessory for you!" she announced with a snort and giggle. "Let's put it on you and see how it...
The mountain peaks were turning red as dawn approached. Rocky Jones let his attention drift as the first batter of the 28th inning stepped into the box, gazing at the ribbon high above the stadium. "We've been playing all fucking night," he said to himself, then focused on the action, thumping his glove as the pitch came in. Rocky had gotten in midday befor...
Note: This story is the second episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the first episode of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look...
We were in the backyard, early October, raking leaves and doing other general fall clean up. I was working up a little sweat in the cool, crisp autumn air. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Jen walking toward the house. Bathroom break I assumed. A few moments later she emerged from the house carrying two bottles of beer. "Jake," she called out, "wanna...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 17o: The Batting Order Ch. 15 Part 15. Paul. I ducked under the last ball of Jerry's fifth over. "Take a break, Jerry." I heard the captain of the East Chipstable team order. I breathed in deeply. Whatever bowling they had to come was going to seem tame in comparison. I walked down the pitch to meet Ron. "Ten overs gone." H...
Note from Slick: Please read Midnight Bowling Ch. 01 to get up to speed. All rights reserved. * Allan and Betsy went bowling twice that week to improve their skills and by Saturday their games were on. On their way to the bowling alley at 11:45PM she clutched his hand. "God, I'm so nervous. I wonder who we will bowl." Allan too was nervous. They parked...
"Time for your walk," Master announces. He's holding the collar and leash as he waits in the doorway. She feels her face grow warm, but follows him wordlessly to the car. She struggles to stay quiet and still as they make the half-hour drive to the park. He stops at the guard shack at the park entrance; she keeps her face averted, afraid to meet the ranger...
The air was warm and muggy with a 90% chance of rain. With the temperatures in the low 90's I knew it was going to be hot, but I did not know how hot today would really turn out being. I was hoping the rain would hold off until after our date, but we always have a good time when we are together regardless of the circumstances. I could not wait to arrive at...
It was never something Jim had thought of in the past and as he worked his way through the two a day football practices in the sweltering Mississippi heat he was in too much misery to think about anything. He had just moved, with his family, from northern Maryland to a sweaty armpit of a town in the middle a state that simply had to be hotter than hell itsel...