Mary awoke in her dirty little hut. Her sheets were a mess, her room was untidy and her underwear was stained. She was sweaty, gross, and about ready to go to work. Mary worked in a farm, specifically one that belonged to her parents. However she had gone to college for agriculture, as well as business and had learned a lot. Now she was 'finishing' her edu...
"Shouldn't we get naked?" said Greg hopefully. Sofia shot him a dirty look. "This is scientific, not Satanic, Greg," she said. "Whatever." Six hours ago he'd come to her apartment with flowers and a huge bottle of strawberry vodka; he'd ended up drinking the vodka, while Sofia drank black coffee and drew on the floor of her apartment. It figured that his...
She lay there somewhat frozen as she listened to the heavy boot falls move across the floor. Hard flooring. No carpeting. It echoed slightly. A clinic maybe. Somewhat coherent thoughts amid a moment of rationale until the door clicked shut behind the man and those hands were back upon her and that cool causal voice speaking around her. "You are a pretty pie...
Below are a pair of openings to incomplete stories. The intention was to let them gestate. But I've posted them on here on the basis of possibly [read: who knows if ever, but let's just be 'optimistic'] continuing them -- maybe on CHYOA, likely somewhere else, possibly on the Kindle. Either way there's only room for one. Because Father Time's a fascist. To t...
Her whimpers were raw and low, drowned out by the sound of the table being adjusted. She felt the lowest half drop away and her dangling legs were lifted one at a time and her feet slid into stirrups, locked into place. Spread. Her cunt open. Wide open to every pair of eyes that might look down. Were there others? Others watching this debasement. Watching...
I see you staring through that small gap in the hedge. The amount of time you spend peering into my farm from the colourful garden of your secluded rural cottage, while your rich husband works all hours in the city must lead to so many muddy knees. Maybe you like that, maybe that's your thrill along with the voyeurism. I guess so, getting dirty appears to be...
Bob was stunned! He'd just gotten an e-mail from Ruth at the nursing home. They were asking him to come and get Carol as soon as it was convenient. She wasn't working out. This was a real surprise. He thought for sure a stint at a place like that would have done Carol a world of good. Taking care of the elderly, people who were weak and vulnerable he expecte...
This story takes off from where the last one ended. Enjoy... And have people stopped writing in now a day?? Write in people... ------------------------------------------------- Prince knows that Jenna is not going to let this Lola slut off that easy, and gives her a worried kind of look as Jenna stands up and wipes the filth covering her face into her ow...
"Brilliant Idea, I like it, I like it" Madison said enthusiastically. "And then, after the week, we broadcast the videos the girls took, and ask the viewers to call in and vote for their favorite girl" Peter Neves summarized to the meeting. The organizers listened to the latest gimmick, to try and win back the failing viewing figures of the Miss Universe c...
Charlie Rokeby, now Lord Ashfordley could scarce believe his ears, the very house alive with tales of his Aunts success at the Bordello, of strumpets dressed as beasts, and the hundred Militia from the "Greys" being served by but six harlots with extreme promptitude yet each being satisfied entirely. Charlie had wished humiliation upon his Aunt for her wron...