Dr. Perry Sussman re-read the final paragraph of his article one last time: “And so we see that the myth of Medusa, the gorgon goddess who turned men to stone, was created out of men’s sexual fears. The fear of castration, the fear of women’s sexual power, all summed up in the goddess with the hair pictured as phallic snakes being beheaded. The power and be...
The Difference Between Men, and Women: The word SLUT has gotten a real bad rep over the years. But being a slut is really just a state of mind. I knew back when I was just starting out in puberty that I was a head turning hotty, hell, most girls do. It’s just that at that age we have all of these idealistic fantasies about marrying some studdly prince mind...
I sat down in the bathroom and picked up my phone, hugging it to my breasts nervously. Only a light satin nightie adorned my body. I'm anxious, my pulse is racing. Mark is in the bedroom, waiting for me. We had a nice romantic dinner for our anniversary, and then a few glasses of wine with a movie. We got ready for bed and he began kissing me again, beginnin...
Outer Ring Region – 7-692B System – Orbital path – Hel Supercarrier-class ship Calixte always wondered at why CAG briefings, where a new officer was introduced, had to last so long and be so falsely casual. She managed a couple of smart jokes involving panties and ionic propulsion when she was asked to the pulpit that made the pilot audience grin and chuckl...
In the bar, elbows flat on the wood, the dentist held himself up with another drink. He sipped the shot of Sambuca, and wondered about the three girls sitting next to him. Not the arrogant one closest to him, but the plump one in the middle. He watched her face in the reflection of the beer tap, almost hoping that she would look into the brass plate and see...
"What are protozoa?" "What did you..." "Shhhh, Jeopardy is on." Standing in the kitchen, having just set the timer for supper, I frown. Being second fiddle to Alex Trebek isn't something I signed on for. My girlfriend is fun, beautiful in a classic sort of way and smarter than any other woman I've met in my life. While that normally works in my favour, so...
Christina Jane Bond, the Hotel’s Sales and Marketing Director, is my wife. Something out of the ordinary, that wouldn’t cost her a penny. I had been limited to not forgetting the date. This we had agreed after I had completely forgotten our first anniversary. She had given me the most incredibly expensive sunglasses. She hadn’t known that I don’t wear sungl...
Episode Three: Mrs. Henderson & the Demi-Monde Barber of Fleet Street The story picks up from the end of "Mrs. Henderson Plays Matchmaker". A sissygurl and a tomboy are together on the couch, the sissygurl's face in the tomboy's lap. Or maybe it's the tomboy's face in the sissygurl's lap. It works either way. There's also a third and fourth little pretty;...
Eric had feared that the feeling of being dominated would only be novelty and would wear off with the more time he spent with Victoria; likewise, Victoria had also wondered if she would lapse back into her old persona and simply become the 'little lady' again, but as the days passed, both were consumed by their new roles in life and realised that their lives...
(This is a continuation of a story, called 'The Tormenter'.) * I still remember it was just a few months ago. I had completed the testing for my testicle-spanking device which I like to call "The Tormenter". I found I liked to use it as its official name, instead of as a nickname. I like how it sounded. Raw, awe-inspiring, fear-inducing. Ahh. The Tormente...