It was Thanksgiving. Dread filled Heather the moment she opened her eyes, waking to a slap. Last Christmas she was given humiliating gifts, like diapers. She hadn't seen extended family in almost a year, and she wasn't looking forward to facing them again. She knew her younger sister would probably brag about having given her a spanking twice over the last s...
Bonjour, this is my first try at writing a story here. As I am french, this is my second language, so please be nice and leave positive comments. ***** I had a really bad week. Actually, bad would be an understatement, shitty would be more appropriate. Problems after problems had punctuated my Days. I managed to get a new job as an assistant executive at a...
This all started about 10 or 11 years ago. Back when I was just an innocent kid living in what I believed was an innocent world. My sister made friends with the neighbor girl, Samantha. Like most only children, Sam was a spoiled girl who got everything she ever wanted. She was a couple years older than my sister and one younger than me, but she definitely be...
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They say marriage changes women. Noticing the metamorphosis my wife Lesley has made over just two months as husband and wife, I can certainly attest to that. Having graduated with honors, and being a college football star, I have grown accustomed to being a leader. My take-charge attitude made it tough on Lesley and others, particularly those at work. My se...
Adam smiled. If the two women he shared a house with wanted to play strip poker who was he to argue yet being the gentleman he was he did ask if they were both absolutely sure they wanted to do this. They were, though of course the two bottles of wine the three had shared to celebrate their all getting through their vivas might have had something to do with...
Days Twenty-Six and Twenty-Seven: Exercise. Next morning my period started, and I just had time to insert one of the prison-issue tampons before the call came for slopping-out. Our clean clothes had still not arrived, so wearing only our prison sandals we lugged the bucket out into the corridor, and joined the tens of other naked women in the queue. There w...
Like many people, I was bullied in school. I was small, slender and effeminate and, as a result, was often called gay, queer, fag and sissy by school bullies. The fact that what they said was sort of true just made it closer to the bone and more painful to hear. Like many teenage boys, I was going through something of an identity crisis surrounding my body a...
Chapter 5 Monique had no intention of giving Darian the satisfaction of making her cum. "Go to hell," she spit out. The sharp slap to her ass was automatic, as was Darian's response, "Go to hell, Sir." He let the girl's ensuing growl of frustration go uncommented as he scooped her purse from the floor and began going through it. The young woman started t...
As Vivian Laaning was about to enter her final year at Arthur MacArthur High School in Lydiaville, WI, she had high expectations for a most enjoyable year. Her previous years in high school were not pleasant. She was perceived to be standoffish, and gave out an aura of arrogance. She had no friends, and was easily the most detested girl at Arthur MacArthur H...