Widder Jones was 31 years old. I was the only one to know for sure because I'm her doctor. I also knew a lot of other things about her after her office visit today. My name is Kendall and I am a rural circuit doctor in the Ozarks. My medical school education was mostly funded by a program that requires me to serve rural areas for a period of time after I gr...
Note: You probaby can pick up the narrative here and not lose anything, but if you want to start at the top, then read "Enter the Temple" first. What was so extraordinary about the week that followed my experiences with Jane, George and Adele in their household shrine was just how ordinary it was. I spent the next couple of nights at George and Adele's h...
When I walk up the spiral stairs to Helen's rooms - taking each long, sharp-cut stone step slowly in order not to wake her so that for a few brief moments I can watch her sleep – I find she is already awake. Naked, she stands outlined in the tall arched window, watching the sun rise to softly caress the many spires and crenellations of this most beloved of c...
"I...hate you...so much...right now." I was flat on my back hyperventilating; too exhausted to think, let alone move. "Hey, I wanted to stay home and fuck you all afternoon, this was your idea." Shane looked down on me with an amused smirk. "Now get up. This floor is full of sweat and germs." "Germs are irrelevant, since I'm going to die here." I had foo...
You don't have to have Byron's morals to like his poetry, say for example, 'When we two parted, in silence and tears'. It was knocking lines from this poem back and forth at each other across a kitchen that suggested to Rachel and Gerry and everyone else in the room, that they were soul mates: soul mates who had found each other by chance, in a poorly prov...
Note: Sorry it's taking me so long to post the remaining chapters. I'll try to be more punctual in the future. Also, remember folks, this is a work of fiction. I could've had the character bolt the door from the inside in Part 1, but it would've made for a much less interesting story. Anyways, enjoy. Feel free to leave a comment to let me know if you liked i...
Author's note: I am recovering from repeated surgeries on both arms to correct a degenerative nerve condition. In order to write this, I am using a voice to text software which isn't always as accurate as I would like it to be. As my recovery time may take years, I have decided to continue writing and give my best effort at doing the thing I love. Please, if...
Getting an invite to an exclusive party is one thing; getting an invite to a glamour model party is a scenario that occupies most guys' fantasies. Champagne glasses adorned the marble worktop in the kitchen, and the area usually reserved for dining sat at the other side of this open space, carpeted and furnished with red and gold. I was surprised to see how...
There I was, on my knees, in very skimpy feminine undergarments, locked in a room in the back of an ABS, with 6 men and my Mistress. This was the start of what was to be the other portion of my punishment. Mistress walked toward me with that evil grin of hers. As she was approaching me, she said, "Jolie, these men are here to assist me with your punishment...
Chapter 13 To Mark's huge relief he witnessed Lisa opening her shorts. Without the tight fly holding the dildo in place it would fall out, at least if Lisa hadn't taken a hold of it to put it neatly back on Mark's night stand. Lisa took off her shorts completely and her panties along with it. It was instantly clear that her neatly trimmed pussy was soppin...