Love it or hate it…..let me know…please :) This is going to a multipart story...And it is rather slow to start..I think you will still enjoy it though...I hope so anyway:) We had just moved into town and I was desperate for a job. The money that my husband was making at the new job just wasn't helping us enough to compensate for the move. After paying the s...
Even the brightest, and most task oriented among us, can occasionally be consumed by digital quicksand. Forty-seven year old Dinah Lebowitz didn't have many bad habits, but losing hours of sleep late at night on the internet had become one of them. Bathed in the hazy blue light radiating from her computer screen beside her bed, time often seemed to bend. Wh...
I woke up around mid-morning, feeling well rested despite my exploits from the night before. I stretched while laying in bed, smiling to myself at my new acquisition. She was waiting for me in the basement, awaiting my commands and directives, supple to my will. Well, I decided, best not to keep her waiting. I walked my way down the stairs and into the dung...
Friday night and the place was packed. Joan "Jett" Savage sat at the bar, staring into her pint. Her gaze unwavering as she searched for answers in the golden brew. At least, the answers she was looking for. A part of her was annoyed that her favorite spot was crowded, but at the same time, being a business owner herself; a fairly new one, she knew that a p...
Some readers will be familiar with websites on which prisoners can advertise for penpals. Some may even have met a nice pen pal through one of them. I have; two in fact. Both lifers; and both in for murdering their husbands. It's a bit weird, but the fact that they were killers turned me on. I was not looking for a girlfriend though, and I didn't want some e...
Note- Sean's fourth entry in the Bond movie franchise, and the first ever one I saw as a pup, aged seven. Disclaimer- Eon Productions own the rights to the James Bond movies, and the late Ian Fleming's estate his novels. I only wrote this for fun, no profit has been made. xxx Dedicated to Mollie Peters, RIP. Honorary mentions for Claudine Auger and Luciana...
The morning after Irene's clubbing adventure Oscar woke early, already horny from her brief account of the previous evening. He was very excited to hear the full version, and he was playing with his little cock, which was as erect as it could get. Irene was also awake, and thinking about her night out. She still felt humiliated by the final experience, but...
"Who does this belong to? Who owns this, little girl?" He rubs her pussy in his hand. She's soaking wet, dripping. Her breathing is deep, a slight sigh with each breath. She moans softly with her eyes closed. She opens them and sees him inches from her pretty face. "You. You do, baby, you...uhhhh, don't stop, baby...uhhhhh..." She is cut off as his lips g...
For several years I had built my reputation as a firm but understanding master in the art of bondage and discipline. Then, one day a friend had come to the house to tell me of a woman who was telling people of her scorn for me. "She's saying you're a fraud, a charlatan who hides behind a mask to frighten little girls." As I sat and listened to the slanderous...
It was still early (8.30ish) on Friday night and my friend Julia and I were about to leave the Centurian Bar near the railway station in Newcastle when a male voice called to me; "Nice jeans, what make are they?" Stunned; I stopped in my tracks and fingered the spangly logo on the back pocket. "Victoria Beckham," I replied as I looked up to see the voice be...