The weekend of the 15th and 16th had been finalised and invitations sent. The 6 bedroom farmhouse and adjoining barn had been hired for the weekend at a ridiculously low rate from a very dear friend, who asked no questions. The replies came back and were listed: Myself & slave A Yes Master B & slave B Yes Master C & slave C Yes Master D & slave D Yes...
The camera pans to Simon sitting next to a languid Melinda who is still stretched out on the bed. Simon Cumwell: Melinda. We really like your work and think you should go for another spin. You've got three grand in the bank but I think you can go higher. Care to spin the wheel again? Melinda rises slowly from the bed. Red finger marks are evident on her...
It's a warm summers morning and it's going to be a very hot day. I'm having a hard time concentrating on the questions you keep asking me. My mind is focused on the things I plan to do to you today. Unknown to you, I have packed a picnic basket and my big toy bag. Both are sitting in the trunk. I turn off the paved road, and you ask "Are we going to the cabi...
It was nice to finally break away from all the notoriety resulting from the impromptu news event I caused when I exposed Dr. Kcufttub for the ass fetish charlatan of a scientist that he really is. I was happy that I could save Catherine from the sexual prison that nut had erected around her. It is now for her that I continue researching her abnormali...
Note to Readers: Please read the title. This is meant to be bad, repetitive and boring in places. If it were not a Chain Story it would be categorized as Humor and Satire. You have been warned. Continue at your own risk. It was the best of times it was the worst of times. John (the Dong) Shaw had been off of work for a week. The episode with the dildo had b...
The Learjet landed at Philadelphia International Airport and taxied to a private terminal. They wouldn't need to deal with security there, and could have some privacy. It was also the only way they were ever going to get all their weaponry to travel with them wherever they flew. It was so convenient to own your own air transportation! Try explaining to the T...
Chapter 07: Shooting Thursday lunchtime the coach turned up to take us all up to 'location' for the start of official shooting and we all got on board and Mrs Price did a quick head-count. "Anyone seen Paul?" No-one had and Mrs Price sent me to dig him out. I found him in the paper office which was the first place I looked. He said he wasn't coming. So...
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The Annual Beach Trip: Laci, Tom, Pat and Stan From a deep sleep, Laci Boden rubbed her eyes, rolled over and glanced out the front window. The orange glow radiating from emerging sunrise began to illuminate the room. The cool breeze ruffled the sheer curtains and sounds of a calm ocean lapping at the shoreline signaled an early awakening. Beside her, compl...
Alice awoke with a dry mouth and a soaked pussy. Gingerly opening her eyes for fear of what new surreal adventure might unfold she was almost disappointed to see her own study bed where Felicia and Irene lay collapsed in comatose sleep with a large double headed dildo still conjoining their gaping vaginas. "Got to piss and get rid of this cotton mouth." H...