Authors Note: Special thanks to HMAuthor for the massive effort she put in editing this story. Of course it goes without saying that any errors are entirely my own! This is a long story with quite a gradual build up. It follows Claire on her journey from a normal vanilla relationship to one filled with submissiveness and kink. Although I feel there is plent...
Author's note: What could I possibly say after a four year hiatus from writing? Many of you were quite angry with me and all I can say is I understand. I won't attempt to justify my absence except to say life doesn't always work out the way you want, but now I am at a place in my life where I am ready and willing to write again. I'm sorry it took me so long....
4 The coffee pot bubbled upstairs, its thick morning smell slithering down the cellar steps to bring my thoughts back to earth. I had been elsewhere, it seemed. I set eight-six-one back in his cage and changed the water, the food. Then I checked the other cages to make sure the other creatures were still visible, or alive. They were both. I stumbled over t...
Sophia and her husband Blake lay there in a loving spoon; nestled together in a warm embrace, savouring their post-coital bliss and the morning Summer sunlight cast upon their skin; the crisp white bedsheets tousled from their passionate lovemaking; the remnants of Blake's sticky seed still oozing from Sophia's labial lips and the neatly-trimmed pubic hair t...
Given the comments that my first two postings have garnered, I feel the need to go ahead and make a few points know. First and foremost, not everyone's definition of a slut is the same. That being said, Stacy and Gabe's marriage is not what many would expect, so it is wrong to make crude comments about how she will cheat on him and he will go to jail or get...
I had been tossed out of my house by my parents a few weeks earlier, but was still in that phase were it was fun. I was couch surfing with friends, not going to school, partying hard and sleeping around. Things would get tougher, but they hadn't yet. I was in a public park sitting at an old rickety picnic table. It was a midweek morning and the park was nea...
"I have to pee," Rose said quietly. "Seriously?" I asked my best friend's 20-year-old daughter. We'd been sitting in the blind since dawn and seen several nice hens walk through our artificial flock of decoys in the last three hours, but to our disappointment no gobblers yet. We knew there were at least two close by, but they hadn't come in because of the...
Mrs. Barton was already there when Andrew arrived for his shift at 9:45, wearing her usual dress-black, elegant, modest and overly formal, covering her from neck to ankles. Save for a cursory "Good evening," she ignored him, busying herself with this and that, and she seemed even more sour and frustrated than usual, which made Andrew nervous. By late evenin...
"You coming to my fucking party tonight?!" "Yeah man, of course dude!" "It's gonna be fucking off the hook!" "Kevin, perhaps you can share the details of your party after class?" Our history teacher Mr Langmead was staring over at us exasperatedly. "What are you doing tonight sir? Do you wanna come to my party?" Kevin was grinning foolishly back at L...
Sorry for the delay! ***** Spring had arrived and there was still no sign of Rage. Fawnie was seemed to be more saddened than the others. She tried her best to make it through the days. Much to everyone's surprise, Fawnie was able to lead the Crystal University track and field team to a huge win at the National competition despite all the emotional turmoil...