Welcome to Chapter Fourteen of my story, which is completely true. This story won't make any sense unless you read the first thirteen chapters first. Click my profile for the link to those chapters. I love getting feedback from readers- it's what keeps me writing! So please post a comment and let me know what you think :) Nate had worked for the same place...
To Megs—with joy for her continued high spirits Irene Crawford, Oakhurst's principal, immediately started having second thoughts about Janet Sanders' rather impetuous request to award the "feared 57" punishment to senior Marcie Williams. Irene realized that she had responded in a positive way to Janet's mentioning to her that the request was forthcoming bu...
It was just before eight on Saturday morning. Jodi and I were drinking a cup of coffee waiting for Mistress Amy to arrive. "Mother Baxter, what are you doing here this morning?" I asked. "I have an eight o'clock appointment with a naughty boy." She replied. "...and he is making me stand here on the porch. I think I'll add to his punishment for being so in...
Without question, if my parents were to ever see me voluntarily in such a painful and compromising situation, they would first kill my Master, then kill me. Despite the eleven inches of snow covering the mountainside, i wore only my black thigh-high laced-up boots and my collar. The moon was full and very bright on the absolutely-clear night, reflecting ni...
Prologue After ravaging the planet Earth with war after war, mankind finally threw off the shackles of its warlike tendencies. Seeing that the world governments would never be able to co-exist, a large consortium of multinational corporations decided to take power. These included robotics firms, arms dealers, computer manufacturers, and more. In short, the...
Even though it was noon the sky was dark, turned black by the thick, black smoke of artillery cannons. Destroyed buildings, gutted out by fires and reduced to rubble by the Imperial Navy, peppered the once proud city. The platoon I was attached to have taken up residence in one of the more preserved buildings, its concrete body protecting us from the enemy's...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** I was twelve when I ran away from home. My mother passed away giving birth to me and my older brothers and father seemed to blame me. My house was one of corporal punishment when things didn't get done. The older siblings and grown-ups were responsible for handling it. Anot...
She was at his bedside when her butler died. "Complications following his stroke." Memories of a life well lived filled her heart as she processed his final words. Back a half century, when she was not yet 30, she posted her ad on Craigslist. Jennifer graduated college and law school near the top of her class. She snagged an excellent offer from an interna...
A Laura Grant Story I could not believe that I was standing completely naked before Mr. Millibrand's large imposing desk. My clothes, which I had reluctantly removed a few moments earlier, were folded neatly on a chair at my side. I could see his dark eyes looking at me over the top of his small bifocal glasses, taking in the delights of my young exposed bo...
Andy Briar was sitting in his local library doing research for his A level English essay. His thesis was on corporal punishment in British schools post war to 1987. Andy was eighteen years old and lived a quiet life with his parents in the university town of Uxbridge, Greater London. He was a studious boy and didn't have many male friends. He was five feet...