This is a sequential story you will need to read the previous Parts before this Part will make sense. I broke this story up into Parts to accommodate L's posting limits. This is my very first story I've ever written. I'm an Engineer so I tend to be techno/detailed, hope it does not distract from the story too much. Some of the items in the story are real,...
As Sir Dominus carried slave Deanna away through the crowd of Masters, she looked up from over his shoulder at Master D and stuck her tongue out as she rolled her eyes and gave him a big wink and an even bigger silly grin. She was obviously pleased with being chosen by the strong Master who had her in his clutches. As they disappeared beyond those gathered...
Opening scene (O.S.) Top Down view of Hakim walking among a busy crowded city street. It is winter and the weather is brisk. Hakim heads toward a plain red-brick building. The sign that sits above the entrance says "State Parole Office". Hakim stops to look at the sign before pushing the door inward and entering. Chap. 1 "You are not judged by the height...
[If you hate stories where a man is made a cuckold, don't read this story. If what you hate about those stories is that the man is a wimp, you might like the way this story progresses. It's in Loving Wives because the wife in the story cheats. There are aspects of the story that would fit in other areas, but that is a lot like life.] "Enough is enough!" B...
A Continuation of the slave college series * Michel Jenkins and Brent McMasters were freshmen at the slave college. After just celebrating their 18th birthdays, the boys had enrolled in the school, both for the academic achievements of past graduates, and because it was rumored there were 6 girls per guy on the campus. Being boys, both were thinking it wou...
"Remember to be at the banquet tonight, Stan!" yelled my wife as she ran out the door. "It really means a lot to my career." "Don't worry, I'll be there," I promised. I finished my cereal, put my dishes away and placed my cell phone on the table. Then I went back upstairs and changed into some comfortable clothes for golfing. I tossed my clubs and shoes i...
It was the spring of 2003 as I sat in a chatroom on IRC. Out of nowhere, a girl named Brandy logged on. We seemed to hit it off right away and we traded self pics. When I first saw her pic, I sat there frozen because before my very eyes was a very attractive girl and I knew in my heart that I had to get to know her. A few minutes later, she told me that she...
Brandy rolled over and nuzzled deeper into her pillow. She was so warm and comfortable in her bed that she just couldn't bear to rise. The sound and smell of a steady spring rain lulled her back to sleep every time she attempted to try to climb out of bed. The shrill ring of the telephone jarred her slightly awake, reaching over she fumbled with the receiv...
Thank you for the positive feedback I have received thus far and to all the readers who have taken the time to read, comment and add me to their favourite lists. I am truly humbled and honoured. Thank you. This story will probably make more sense if you read Chapters 1 and 2 of Secrets of The Stallion first. I hope you enjoy the next chapter as much for th...
Chapter 5 -- Pop Quiz I woke up to the sound of knocking on my bedroom door. Still hallway asleep, I ignored it and buried my face into the covers. More knocks on the door followed. "Miss McConnell?" A voice asked. Disoriented, I groaned, and turned my head toward the voice. I squinted from the sunlight that was pouring through the windows. I was still ly...