Marge didn't have to wait long at the unemployment office. She had made an appointment to meet with a man named John McBride about getting a new job. She had majored in accounting, but didn't have any relevant experience in accounting. Marge's old job was wearing her out. She was on her feet all day. She needed special shoes with arch support. She was sitt...
Abstract: The brainwashing only works on four out of five women. The others have to stay at the Bimbo Asylum. * "Come-on. Undo my straight jacket," said Abigail, surprised that Brooklyn, Bronxie and even Madison would be so afraid to undo the knots tied in back. After all the laundry area had no guards and no cameras. "Hello, I can't use the tablet unless...
You wake up at 7am your alarm clock blaring as you hit it, shutting it off, get up, and rub your eyes a bit. Its still dark and you can barely see anything as you walk over to the bathroom. "Good job. It's a three day weekend and you forgot to turn off the alarm," you think as you enter the bathroom and turn on the light. Looking into the mirror you recoil...
Update: Thanks to everyone who has liked this story and the chapters in it. It is greatly appreciated. Unfortunately I don't have time to continue this story the way I'd like to. If anyone would like to submit chapters or assist in the continuation of this story, please send me a private message. Thanks! You are John Martin you are the Dean of St. Rose Schoo...
"Hell's Bells" rang out from somewhere below her. She reached into the slim pocket of her dress and pulled the cell phone out, flipping it open. "It's probably my friend," she muttered to Athan. She glanced his way before turning her back on him. She took several more steps away from the demon before speaking into the phone. "Hello?" Her voice was cautious...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Introduction This is not a spoof but a story inspired by “Downton Abbey”. The similarities are: • it is set in a Great House, although not as grand; • the owner is a member of the English nobility; • several children have not yet flown the nest; • the time is the early part of the 20th century; • it is about the staff as well as...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** For those who care about plot and canon, and not just the "word porn", this story represents Issue #1 of the "The Royal Code" — an erotica serial of gothic, horror, and dark fantasy-styled sex stories based in the fictional steampunk country of the Brittanic Legion. There we fol...
Afsoon moved with catlike grace along the corridor of the British Embassy in Azerbaidistan, her gum rubber sandals soundless on the thick wool carpeting. She found the door to the Code Room locked, but a few deft manipulations with her lock picking tools opened it. The room stank of ozone as it also contained the wireless transmitter used to communicate with...
This story is dedicated to the Makers: those who throw their hats in the ring and take a chance making something that others judge without taking any risks. I would also like to thank mikothebaby for her efforts on this piece and all the other editors on Literotica. That is a tedious and frequently thankless job, but like Angelina Jolie's make up artists,...