My bottom was still sore as a Sunday whipping the next morning, and it being dark winter, Mother had my maid Gertrude fetch not just water and firewood with her morning chores, but also a small block of ice wrapped in cheesecloth. I chipped a bit into a washrag and sat upon it for a few minutes, and soon I felt much better. The relatively gentle, average-s...
My name is Maryanne. I'm a 28-year-old single woman living in the guest house on an old wine estate in the hills above the Napa Valley. It's purely a rental (I'm not a guest!), and I've lived there for around four years. It's very quiet, and the drive to work in my old jeep (I work as a social services psychologist) isn't too long. After a long day with pati...
Chapter 14 New flatmates and party invites. I rang Sam and Bryony the next morning and left a message on the answerphone asking if they would like to come for a drink tonight after work. Not a party, no need to dress to impress, although I was always prepared to be impressed but just to float an idea that they may find of interest. I thought about inviting...
If Aubrey didn't want me to come, then why did she tell me where she'd be? Why did she send me pictures of her in the outfit she'd be wearing? "Do you want to rip these clothes off of me?" She asked. I understand the sanctity of girl's night. "No boyfriends, ugh," Aubrey told me. "I just want to dance with you till 5 AM and then fuck you as the sun comes up....
Note to Reader: Any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. *** Garie Hillman called her friend Angie to invite her to lunch on Wednesday. They made arrangements to meet at a Mexican restaurant near work. Garie was waiting for Angie at a table eating chips and salsa. When Angie arrived, Garie got up to hug her friend. "It's so nice to...
A/N: No porn in this one, just the dreaded plot rearing its ugly head. If you are looking for the a quick and dirty fix you have to go to previous chapters. -------- If the orcs pursuing them seemed to previously fly over snow drifts with the fleetness of hunting dogs, now that nothing could be done other than wait for the inevitable, the whole horde is ap...
"Are you ready for another haunted Anniversary? What are we doing this year?" My husband Shawn smiled at me as he pulled some of our stored Halloween decorations from a box. "I don't remember getting these. When did we...?" He pulled out a giant decorative bat and then a ghost that lit up and said, "Happy Halloween," when it was plugged in. "Those are actu...
Note to readers: I'm sorry it took so long to finish writing this chapter. After getting such positive feedback on the last chapter, I started working on it sooner than I usually do. Unfortunately, it's been a busy summer, and I haven't had a nice block of time to devote to the story. Hopefully, it still hangs together, though. There are a few new age-approp...
I would like to thank SouthPacific for his editing work on this story, his offer to edit this story was very much appreciated. Any errors in this story are mine and mine alone. ***** I had been up since just before dawn and, considering it was still dark, I hadn't noticed anything out of the ordinary. To be honest, mind you, I wasn't looking. I had heard T...
I have taken the advice of numerous commenters and revised this story. I hope that it will be well received. This story is 2018©️. All names are fictitious and are not intended to represent any place or person, either living or dead. No one in this story is under the age of 18. This story is not loaded with sex, but if that is not your primary interest th...