It had been more than a week since his birthday, and Justin still hadn't heard anything from his parents. All his father kept saying to his inquiries was "Go ask your mother." Yet he couldn't find the nerve to broach the subject with her. Tonight when he got home from work, his father was still not home. He never seemed to be home anymore, since he got tha...
Desirée stared at the computer screen, looking for any possible mistakes in her last answer. At the top right-hand corner of her screen, the minutes counted down until the end of her Interplanetary Law exam. She had answered all the questions as best she could but, after 12 exams in the last week alone, exhaustion had become a major factor. She had already c...
Author's Note: Be sure to press "Start Game." This story is designed as a game, so please do leave comments reporting things you like, things you don't, and any bugs that crop up as I learn the coding. Likes and comments help me know what you're enjoying and where to focus my efforts! The year is 189 A.D., and you are a young man of noble birth in...
Of all the places for a new sexual adventure to start watching an episode of 'Columbo' with my husband Ben on a Sunday afternoon was unexpected, but that is where this one starts. In the episode the suspect is a sex therapist who wrote a book about how all men want to be with a courtesan and all women want to be one, and play acting those roles can be good f...
Out of Peoria: A Story of Innocence lost. Copyright ã Ron Ryder 2003 Chapter 6: An unexpected proposition It was well past mid-day when I awoke. At first I did not know where I was. The 'sleeping' room was not familiar to me at all. This was only the second night I had felt the need to retire to be on my own. Communal 'sleeping' was all very well if you...
Desirée smoothed her skirt prior to pressing the com button. She was once again in front of the small office building where she had the aborted interview the previous day. She used the glass of the front door as an improvised mirror, making sure her makeup was all right and the wind hadn't turned her sandy blonde hair into a complete mess. This time, she wa...
The position of a courtesan within a household has never been well-defined. While some of us go on to marry our masters and others are given recognised status as "kept women", perhaps living in a separate townhouse, many of us inhabit a grey area somewhere among the other household staff. At Leeway Manor, I was given my own room within the servants' quarte...
Desirée stepped out of the sonic shower, fluffing her sandy blonde hair. She stretched her naked body, trying to relax muscles still aching from early morning calisthenics. In that regard, being a courtesan was hard work; she had to be in excellent physical shape, so she'd be as attractive as possible for her guests. She padded barefoot over to her locker,...
Chapter Three Ruminations - Sir Douglas ponders his next course of action. Sir Douglas had retired to his study. This was his inner sanctum, the place that was a source of both inspiration and protection, where he would ponder, write and record events as they occurred. This is where he came to think and he would often be found there by Onna in the early ho...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skys. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses had me figured out. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and websites were tra...