This is a sequel to 'Tonight I Shall Be Called Scarlett' and follows on from an almost throwaway line towards the end of that story in which Luke mentions his father's former mistress. This is the tale of how she comes to him, seeking forgiveness and redemption. It can be read standalone but TISBCS will give Luke's back story in more detail. All characte...
The author expresses his great appreciation to Sloopb for editing this story. Due to his corrections and comments the story became much better. V. Looking for Love Check under Your Nose Author's Note: the fifth story from "The Island" series which cleaves the Maria's world in "before" and "after". _________________________________________________________...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = When Maddi Miller gets caught doing naked self-bondage under an interstate bridge, the police take her to the psych ward of the local hospital. She is released but has to keep a diary as part of her thirty day evaluation and submit it to her therapist at the end of each week. This is week two of that diary. There ar...
"Look at how pretty they are when they sleep," he says. ''Oh we're going to have soooo much fun!!" Heimdahl shuffles from the door to a table in the corner. Levers are pulled, dials twisted, and the chairs hiss and buck as they slide across the floor. Charlotte murmurs as her chair comes to a less than gentle stop. He ambles over to her first, unstrapping...
6 -- Sunday There was a problem with success; sooner or later you had to face the reality that it was happening, and happening to you. Kim re-read her earnings statement for her last 'confessional' novella with a growing sense of dread. 'How I Became a Catgirl Maid' had sold enough copies that it almost paid her rent by itself, it had enough positive review...
Ann, my beautiful Italian wife of nearly three years, and I made a point early on in our relationship of being open and honest with each other. That foundation has made for a marriage that we believe is truly special. Our agreement to be vulnerable with each other extends even to the bedroom, where we have had few qualms about sharing exactly what turns us o...
Author's note: I wanted to make this a pragmatic superheroine story, without the straining lycra and the pumped-up tits and BANG POW, but with a superheroine who gets trapped and ends up a plaything, for a while. So it's not the normal superheroine story, but is what I was intending to write. It also took me about a year, because it kept getting left. A bit...
Jess looked down at the paperwork, away from the door, on the first glimpse of Alan striding through it. He was born and bred in Hong Kong and looked as though he owned the place. The girls in the office forgave any hint of arrogance seeing it as his right to a confidence he deserved. His shoulders tapered down to a slim waist and a nice muscular bottom. J...
"On your feet, slave." I stand immediately, now very eager to see what happens next. Master walks over to me and glides his hands up and down my body, pinching my nipples, lightly, smacking my ass a few times. I shiver, my body aching for his touch in every way possible. He pulls me in and kisses me hard, his tongue thrusting between my lips and deep into my...
The three-day shoot for the lingerie catalog had been completed, and Monica was able to take the day off and do some shopping in Beverly Hills and Hollywood. Life as a young lingerie model had been good to her, and Monica's success at it had enabled her to buy a small but very cozy beach cottage in Malibu. Everyday she thanked the gods for that perfect body...