AUTHOR'S NOTE: I bow down to my editor, Scooter, although he doesn't really change much. hehe ------------- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE We went directly inside and found Francesca in the living room, where Doug was sitting on the couch. His hands were resting nervously in his lap, and I could sense how uncomfortable he was. "Did you two have fun?" she asked, g...
Authoress's notes: This scene was originally supposed to be between chapters one and two of Jedi Adventures. However, since this story is over 7,300 words long, and that story ended up over 40k, I decided to delete this scene. This story takes place soon (less than a year) after the end of the Yuuzhan Vong War. Star Wars: Alema Rar visits a Bondage Club Je...
"We need all this rope?" Olga asked, her voice dripping with incredulity. Blinking, she hastily added, "Miss Rita," but it was too late. The tone of voice and omission had been noted. Miss Rita had been working with her concerning her use of politeness and proper address when speaking. Olga didn't have to say 'Miss Rita' or even 'Miss' with every sentence, b...
"You know that was the first time I saw you naked." This was Peter, my favorite sub. He was referring to our last session, when I'd brought in another mistress to domme the two of us. It had gone very well (you can read about it in "Becoming a Sub"), and I had agreed to let Peter dom me for half this session. "We can session in the nude. I'd like that act...
Avery Sexton wasn't your typical 18 year old girl. Typical 18 year old girls don't have a popular and active profile on the worlds largest website devoted to the BDSM community. They also don't have a converted garage with a rather large selection of bondage toys and furniture. Add to those, the fact that Avery loved to dominate and be served by women and th...
This is a completely non-sexual tale about right, wrong and responsibility. Each reader will have to come to his or her own conclusions about relative morality. * "Ah, Special Agent Jenkins, my favorite FBI agent! You're welcome to sit out here on the porch or in your government sedan while I waste more of my precious retirement income on my attorney who I...
(please bear with me first time writing this type of story... comment will be read and acted on... addition welcome) The Omega Chapter of the Lamba Alpha Gamma sorority gathered for their weekly meeting just like they have been every Monday night ever since their founding 12 years ago. It was the 6th week of school meaning that the pledges were 4 weeks into...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
**This story is written from the perspective of a male submissive.** Chapter 1 I had never known leather could be so soft. The way it kisses your skin, wraps around you so tightly, so snug, that it becomes a part of you. A second layer of flesh with its own sensations and textures. I can feel everything through the leather; the lightest touch gives me goos...
She believed in the capacity of Science to make things better. To make anything better. Even herself. Eva Pryor, born October 25, 1854. Born the very day of the triumph at Balaclava, when the heroic British soldiers of the armoured cavalry overcame the Russian forces through a miraculous new invention, the steam-suit. Horseflesh replaced with legs of iron,...