I've been waiting. Plotting the day I could implement my revenge on the people who put me in that hellhole. My bitch of an ex wife is the first on my list. If it weren't for her slut ass, I never would have been put in that rotten place to begin with. And if that bastard do gooder and his whore hadn't interfered, Susan and her little brat would be long gone...
The Florida rain was beating down as I pulled up to the hotel. I got out of my rented Chrysler and was immediately soaked by the sudden thunderstorm. Oh well, I thought. Can’t say I wasn’t expecting some good old Florida downpours. I mean, I had just arrived her from England, and it rains all the time there. But not like this. Not with such ferocity, and the...
This is one of several stories set in a world where ideas on the control of male sexuality of a group called the Female Council have been imposed. The story "A Scrapbook" gives a simple overview of how things developed. With that as context other stories in this theme can be read independently. ***** Female Council Punishment Sessions Part 1 - Him He wa...
Mistress Sarah's guiding hand brought Dana through the bustling corridors of the club underground. Tonight it was seething with activity as the employees prepared for tonight's big show. Dana watched, amazed, at the energy and the dedication of Mistress Sarah's slaves and subsidiary dommes. It was like a leather and latex anthill, whose slim little queen wa...
It took many weeks to verify her story and ultimately her identity. No one had heard of her, not her name nor her super heroine status. She explained that she or rather her "body" came from a planet most referred to as "Earth-2" and that this planet was not even located in the same universe of alternate realities of ours. I mean "Pow...
Hello, there. My name is Rhonda Winston. A six-foot-three, blonde-haired and blue-eyed Irishwoman living in New Orleans, Louisiana. I'm a police officer working for the New Orleans Police Department. The other day, I was on this bus and there were these passengers who were so damn unruly. A group of young black women were sitting next to me in the back of th...
It was three in the morning, but Erin didn't know that. Her wristwatch and her cellphone had been taken from her when Jack caught her breaking into his house earlier that evening, and even if she still had the wristwatch she wouldn't be able to glance at it restrained as she was. She kept time by watching the shadows fall with the streetlight that shone thro...
Copyright Oggbashan November 2019 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. +++ The following notice appeared today on the doors of every...
Recap: In the first part we learn about a girl named Kara who is twenty-two and is very sexual. It has been a while since she has had sex. She is four foot ten inches tall and has a tiny waist, big breast, and a nice round bubble ass. She met a guy and was going to go home with him. She has many fantasies that will play out over the series of this story. I...
Rhys woke up as he felt his knee jam into something. He was tilted sideways and Angie was clinging to him as she screamed. There was a sound of twisting metal and alarms going off in the hallway. Rhys held her tight and tried to figure out what was happening. There was still gravity so the gravity machines hadn't been disabled. The only reason the ship would...