[I have been asked ... over ... and over ... and over again, (how flattering!), to write a new strip poker story, with new characters, and a new situation. The story got off to a quick start, but then I just couldn't come up with any ideas about how to end it, because I wasn't happy repeating some of the situations from my Proper Rules series. And then ... a...
SATURDAY Tommy had gotten up to put more clothes on before his roommate arrived. He was still dressed in just his boxers. In his bedroom, he thought about everything that happened today. Considering how he ran into Alicia, it amazed him that she was still here. Earlier today he ran into her at the gas station and black mailed her into having sex with him -...
She was very aware of the girl's stares. Her eyes seemed to be attached to her boobs. And it was distracting her in her play. But it hadn't really mattered to Kate Beckett that she had lost that poker round. On the contrary, she'd wanted it to be over quickly, so she could do something about those staring eyes which had eyed her up and eaten her alive al...
I was loading the boot of my car with shopping that I had purchased from the supermarket and was bent over the boot of the car. The back of my short skirt was riding up so that the beginnings of my ass cheeks were on show as I only had on a small thong under my skirt. Just then a red classic corvette convertible pulled into the parking lot. It looked like o...
[Author's note: Yes, femdom using strip poker as an entry point is a trope, and in this case, I'm leaning into the trope, not subverting it. This is basically raw, nasty femdom stuff, with initial consent but with a victim with no clue what he's really in for. Keep reading if that's your thing.] ***** I thought I'd known what to expect. I mean, when you'r...
My first husband Jim was born and raised in Palo Alto, California, very close to a university where his father had been a very well-paid administrator. His parents had bought their home in the 1950s and it was worth over two million dollars when they died in a car accident. It quickly doubled in value again before Jim worked through the will and finished mov...
I am in the kitchen assembling toppings for a nacho bar when I hear the first guest arrive. Nerves flutter in my stomach as Seth answers the door and greets his friend. I take a deep breath and finger the edge of my collar to remind myself that my only responsibility is to serve. If I put my trust in Seth, surrender my will to his, then there is nothing to f...
Taylor listened as the engine raced and caught hold, raced and caught hold; the car moving twenty feet before slipping out of gear again. Being 18 and not having any clue as to what was happening, panic was beginning to set in. TRI STATE TRANSMISSIONS, the sign seemed to shout. Finally I'm getting a break, I thought, maybe they can see what's wrong with my...
Ahhhhh, poker night! I have been looking forward to this all week. Walking in the door at the house I look around for my girlie.... ahhhh there she is, in the kitchen area prepping for the night. 'Hello sweetness, getting everything ready?' She looks up at me and smiles... dressed in nothing but her 'Molest the Cook' apron, chains, and rings... 'Yes Sir, ju...
A number of the situations have been inspired by some of the small band of authors whose work I immensely admire. I have attempted to occasionally incorporate a flavour of their imagination in this story, in tribute to them. Without their inspiration, this story would not have been told. This is the final chapter.... CHAPTER 11: THE FINAL TABLE Daniel w...