"Love? Really Vanessa, where do you get these ideas?" Earlier that day. The Countess went to observe the discipline. Renovated over the centuries the castle was much changed from its original stark stone interior. Except for the armory. Of course all the swords, pikes, lances and shields had been donated to the shire's museum, but the stone floor, walls an...
Chapter 2: Getting In The Groove I'd been on the farm about two weeks when it started to come naturally to me. All the classroom work was nothing compared to feeling it first-hand, and back, and shoulders, and legs... I was so tired and sore that first week I thought I would die, and I was used to hard work in football and weight training! I'll never forget...
Contrary to popular belief, Dorothy Gale was an incorrigible girl. To Auntie Em, and her other relatives, she was as innocent and pure as a Kansas sunrise. But what her Aunt did not know, is that Dorothy had become so curious and mischievous in her teens, she had become a naughty girl indeed. Growing up on a farm in the middle of the Great Plains is no eas...
It was after 10:00 a.m. before either of us stirred. That small stateroom on the cruise could have been the Lincoln Bedroom for all we cared. It served all our needs well and although expensive it was a lot less that $1,000,000 a night. Susan was the first to rise and began her morning routine. I flipped on the ship's TV and saw that we had changed course an...
My wife Kim and I were excited when we received the invitation to attend the local Country Clubs annual "Toga Party". This meant we were being considered for membership to the club, since only members and prospective members were authorized to attend their functions. I guess all the political games at the office must have worked, several of my accounting fir...
She paused in the echoing hallway to smooth her hands along her knee-length corduroy skirt, blotting her damp palms and attempting to compose herself. As she worked up her nerve, two matronly teachers passed without so much as a nod or a sideward glance, intent on their lukewarm conversation and steaming coffee mugs. She tried to tell herself that she hadn't...
Olivia slipped the lime green skirt over her slim hips. She fidgeted with the zipper and then looked into her full-length mirror. "Ick!" she said to the reflection. "Sir knows I hate this color." Olivia couldn't help but laugh. A month had passed since she and Graham had become lovers. A single off-handed comment about the sound chains had on her psyche al...
Dear Shoeblossom: I did something that's rare--I was seeing a professional dominatrix, Goddess Octane of Eugene, Oregon, and recently we realized that we had a lot in common. We loved sailing, and opera, and sports, and we began dating. It helped a bit that I am relatively well off, my grandfather invented something or other that makes cars do whatever, it...
Joe and Maya hadn't seen each other since she dropped him at home the Saturday afternoon after the Friday night and Saturday morning reunion. Unfortunately only via speakerphone late Saturday night had Maya joined her lovers pleasuring each other. It had to be late since she worked stripping earlier. And she had to join them due to immense horniness albeit u...
Note: This Story contains Themes of Humiliation, BDSM and Non-Consent/Reluctance. *** 1. Cinderella and the Royal Plight *** The Prince was gone again, he was negotiating with a nearby kingdom, he was to be gone for some time. Cinderella slept alone in her lavish royal bed, she tossed and turned, a vivid nightmare haunted her mind. The nightmare was not...