Once the fire in her bottom has quietened down, and she can think more clearly, Clare Davenport is moved by what took place in Miss Bulstrode's class. She was on the point of receiving a terrible caning - and several girls spoke up, and put their necks on the line for her. Aside from Tina Dukes, no-one in Hazely has ever supported her like that before. And w...
Brok woke to an assault of small hands, shouting, and a swift tying to a tree. In quick succession to this was a blow to the gut and a single question. "Where is she?". Even with in his groggy state he could see that he was surrounded by a semi-circle of small green soldiers holding spear tips centimetres from his face. The one asking the question appeared t...
CHAPTER ONE This dream stunk. It literally stunk. I couldn't recall ever smelling anything in a dream before, and I hoped to God this wasn't a permanent change. Or if it was, that my future dreams would be a lot more fragrant than this one. I was striding through an encampment of soldiers who obviously hadn't bathed in the last two months. That alone, the...
Well, hello again. For those loyal to this new series, I apologize for the lengthy gaps between the chapters. I'm not one of those gifted writers who can write a chapter a day, but I'm writing them as fast as I can. But I'd recommend giving yourself a week before checking. Also, I had a slight problem with the detailing on this chapter, so it got rejected t...
It was Saturday morning and I heard the door to the garage close. My wife and daughter had just departed for a weekend in New York City. I was excited for them because they need some girl time together. I call her my daughter, but she is actually my step daughter and had just turned 21 years old on Friday. The two of them got along like oil and water ... the...
Mistress Lindsay took no crap. Her orders were precise, her manner direct. I went from quiet subservience on the kitchen floor to quietly licking the grime from her street shoes in the living room. The taste was terrible and the grit on my tongue and my teeth made me nauseous. I took advantage of my actions to survey Mistress Lindsay, about forty years old...
Kira had finished her night sleeping on the billiard. Her bag was filled up with condoms tied to their base. The bouncer had obligingly given her a plastic bag to transport the rest. She woke up at a quarter to seven. God she would be late at the school! She didn't take the time to shower or even comb her hair and run to the school. She arrived at ten past...
It was the night of Alison's weekly bridge club meeting. The club met every week in Alison's living room. During the bridge game, Alison's house husband, Little Billy, always waited on Alison and her girlfriends, bringing pitchers of daiquiris and other refreshments. Little Billy hadn't had a job in years, not since marrying Alison. Alison was a high powered...
Sunday, November 17th I was lying in my bed sleeping soundly when I heard the clicking sound of my hotel room door being opened. My initial thought was that it must be maid service and that they did not realize I was still here. I rubbed my eyes as they began to focus and I realized it was still dark outside. It was very unlikely that the maids would be com...
My name is John and I suppose I've lived a fairly quiet life, a few wild experiences when I was young but nothing too exciting ever happens to me nowadays, until recently that is. I'm in my late 50's and moved to the valley three years ago with my wife Rosa, an attractive lady in her early 50's standing at 5 feet 2 inches with big tits 40D they were the firs...