Note: Thanks to Luxx, TheMasterBaiter and Onyx03 for their help with editing and brainstorming of ideas. I would also like explain my choice of this category rather than BDSM. This story is more just about a casual fuck with dom/sub highlights rather than something discussed and planned. ***** "C'mon in!" Lilly said without looking up from her desk. She...
"Hello? Miss? Are you okay?" A squeaky teenage boy behind the counter said. "What?" Carla glanced around, embarrassed and confused. "Oh, yeah. Sorry." She ordered and took the food to a corner booth to hide. The mall was packed, and she found a sort of anonymity amongst the crowd. As she ate, she tried to examine the insane direction her life had taken....
"I'm exhausted," I think as I open the garage door with my remote control. It's seven o'clock in the evening, a long day. After the door opens, I edge into the two bay garage attached to my home. Taking my purse from the passenger side seat, I wearily open my car door and start toward the kitchen which is the door from my garage. As soon as I open the door...
Not- The BBC Corporation owns the rights to Doctor Who. I have written this simply as an homage to the iconic show. Long term fans of the show may remember the episodes with Tom Baker and the 'Ark In Space.' xxx "Well I never, the Nerva Beacon, again!" The newly regenerated thirteenth incarnation of the Time Lord known as the Doctor was surprised and amu...
CHAPTER TWO - A Sailor's Journey - becoming the farmer's wife It's been a while since I wrote Chapter One so a quick review might be in order. A young sailor who joined the Navy to escape his fear of becoming a "sissy" because he loved wearing his sister's clothes, gets sent for a special language course at a remote army base. Given an unexpected 7 day leav...
The house wasn't far, thankfully. June held tight to Jeremiah and thought about what was to come. She fantasized about how he would fuck her, how she could please him. She thought about her weekend and her life and how she had ended up on this motorcycle. She thought about her apartment, messy, the week's laundry waiting to be switched into the dryer. She re...
[This story involves bodily functions so if that offends you, please read no further. All characters are 18 or over.] *** Marcia Jaspers and Lynn Owens, the two sophomore students in Prof. Kate Sullivan's Women's Studies 201, never knew what to expect in Prof. Sullivan's weekly class. There was a large enrollment, all female. The class had already covered...
Warning: this is a loving wife story involving a dominant wife helping a man come to terms with his repressed desires to be cuckolded, punished, and sissified. If these themes don't appeal to you, don't read. Thanks. ***** Chapter 6 Lace and Pastels The next morning, Victor could not find the boxers he had packed in his luggage. He ruffled around but to...
The bass pulses around me as I dance alone within the writhing mass of bodies. That's all they are, bodies, props for our game. Smoke machines fill the air as strobe lights distort the close space. Moving to the beat is like breathing. My hips slink from one side to the other, attracting admiring glances, you notice of course. You always notice. Your gaze ha...
Pulling my car up outside the garage my eyes flick up to the rear view mirror, seeing the automatic gates closing I turn off the engine. I climb out of my car and look at the other cars parked. Cars, plural. My wife's car is here, but there is another car that I don't recognise. Shrugging my shoulders I walk to the house, thinking to myself that it must be a...