The Power exchange exists for those out there who harbour dreams of controlling their bosses. It's not just bosses who can be controlled. Maybe you want **** against a Queen. How about humiliating a university dean? Then there is the ex-con who wants to take down the policewoman who put them in prison. The scenarios are only limited by the imagination. ****...
So there I was, nervous as hell. I was picking up my first couple to film. I had no idea what I was doing. I just knew that I had had it with asshole bosses. I also had no illusions about being an expert in something as taboo as filming porn. She was not as pretty as the picture that she had sent me. It would not be the last time that this would happen. I p...
Janet Martinez was curious how things would go with the new CEO of the Wall Street firm. She had met him a few times before. She had also heard about his reputation and lavish lifestyle. As she entered his office, she wondered what exactly he wanted from her. Maybe the new boss was interested in meeting with everyone on the corporate legal team. It was a ni...
She is embalmed in white hospital sheets, also a stiff white blanket that makes her look as though she is wrapped in bandages. She lays still against a thin plastic pillow, covered with a crisp, starched case. Every so often her mouth moves, a cavity which is not really a mouth at all, but a puckered hole without lips or teeth. It is dry. She needs water. Sh...
Checking the mail box had recently become Miss Holly's favorite past time, anxious to receive correspondence from Selentia Training Academy regarding her intended procurement of a puppy boy. During the time she worked for a business that specialised in training show dogs, and dog obedience, she had pondered the possibilities of human to animal transference a...
It was a typical Southeast Colorado summer day. The air was hot and dry and the wind was blowing just like it does every day. As a home health physical therapist, Kate was out in the weather every day. She reveled at not having to spend the entire day in the office. Even though it was hot, it felt good. She loved the heat and wasn't looking forward to summer...
I went to see the girl of my parents' choice, a bit reluctantly, as she was a village girl. I was born and brought up in a city and all that was known to me about a village was that people were poor there and lacked in education. My parents told me that they had been to their house and spoken to the girl and it's definitely not what I had an impression about...
[My fair critics are excluded from this 'ranting and raving' piece. --Egmont Grigor.] * Edgar Monty Grigg-Noir entered the literature laboratory containing the Class of '08 with trepidation as if facing raucous critics living on unsustainable vegetarian diets or who were victims of over-consumption of red meat. The red-faced Professor Herring had given Mo...
An hour into my first class as a nude art model, the instructor told me to get into a pose I could hold for 20 minutes. I was on a platform in the middle of the room with about ten students, two of them male, stood around me in a semicircle. I got down on my knees, put my forearms on the floor, and rested my head on my clasped hands. One of the men called ou...
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