Ka-dung! Ka-dung! Ka-dung! "Mm-huh?" Caitlyn groaned as the rude racket wrenched her from her sleep. Lying on her belly, the side of her face mashed up against her pillow, she blinked her bleary eyes. She saw nothing. She dragged her fingers, pulling aside her hair draped across her face then blinked again. No good; pitch dark. To her dismay she confirmed...
Sir Buckles was just sitting down to his usual breakfast of mushed oats and insect bits when he heard the front bell chime announcing an arrival. Only the kings messengers dared ring at this hour of the morning. Well maybe not just the messengers. He had told that cute little wench at the Bull Frog inn that she could stop by today to watch him practice joust...
Everyone in this story is older than 18, well maybe except for the guest Cobra They don’t live that long but in Cobra years it’s 18. Of course Sir Buckles is older than dirt. * * * * * Sir Buckles huffed and puffed as the young wench bounced up and down on his "Short sword" as the wench liked to call his cock. …and it really wasn’t all that short at 6 inch...
A couple of weeks ago I went to the zoo in Golden Gate Park. I was in the Pachyderm House, which is a very large building which houses very large animals having lots of skin; mostly gray and all huge. In the middle is a large floor area for visitors, and the animals are arranged around the edges. No bars, just sort of a ditch and railing to separate critters...
Have you ever thought, "What is the capacity of the human colon?" Its volume? The quantity it can contain? How much it can hold? I have. Many times. All my reading suggested 2 quarts; that's 4 pints; or almost 2.5 litres; about 3 wine-bottles; maybe 12 cupfuls. Then I'd read about people who had taken 4-quart enemas; a whole gallon. So maybe a human colon c...
It's Friday, and everything is ready. On the floor of the spare room is an inflated paddling pool. The sort of thing you have for the kids, but this is a good size. About 10 feet long and 6 feet wide; and inflated fully to give a nice soft floor with 12-inch high walls. No water, but a soft fluffy duvet on the inflated floor and a waterproof bed sheet over i...
I got on the night tain, and carried my bag through the narrow corridor. Compartment 5… where was compartment 5? In the far side of the wagon. I managed to open the door, and pushed my bag into the tiny compartment. It had a bunk bed and a wash basin, and a coat-rack. That was it. I muttered a few well chosen words, and put the bag on my bed and opened it. I...
I was tired, sore, in need of a long hot shower, and a change of clothes. I desperately needed to get rid of the stink of shit and blood. Instead, despondently, I headed back down the stairs to get the gun out of the Land Rover. Yeah. Same old story. It was a Monday. Mid morning. My wife had supposedly left for an exhibition and conference in Brussels. But...
Many thanks to Dennis for the editing of this story * I'm Michael "Mic" Wallmann, a married man in my mid forties. My pretty wife Marianne is two years younger. Our daughter Julia is sixteen and our son Melvin is fourteen years old. When this story begins we still are a typical middle class Scandinavian suburban family with fair jobs and fair house. Withou...
Part 8 – Until the Cows Come Home Once all the guests had departed, Mistress Eva came back to tend to her slave. Claudia was still spaced out when she saw the Mistress' face appear hovering above her. "You did very well tonight Shitlips," she complimented. "However, your training is not complete." Claudia wasn't even troubled. She lay in her pool of shit...