They come to us for so many reasons. Some have monetary debts they can't pay, or can't pay them publicly. Some have past crimes to be smoothed over and erased. Some have secret shames they wish would vanish, and hell, sometimes we create a record of those shames so that they have to come to us to make them vanish. We expect one thing from all of them: submis...
My Japanese wife, Makiko, and I went out to a very nice restaurant for dinner. With two small children, a night out was truly a luxury. The babysitter was Makiko's 55 year-old Aunt, who was visiting from Japan for the week and insisted that we stay out late, go dancing, have some fun. At dinner, we consumed two bottles of wine; which was very rare for eith...
Poor Lauren! As she sat there looking at me, it began to dawn on her that her troubles were only just beginning. "What do you want from me?" Lauren asked tearfully. "Humility." I replied casually. "I want you to understand that you can't go through life on your high horse, looking down at everyone else and treating them like shit, without consequences. You...
Fucking bitch! I hate her. Actually, I wish that were true. It's far preferable to the constant unbearable loss I feel. How could she do it? It's not like I ever thought I was in her league. Hundred pound weakling types don't normally land tall blonde leggy girls like Emma; unless they're rich and famous. Since neither of those describes me I can't say I eve...
These memories are true and even though they occurred about 25 years ago are still very fresh in my mind. I will take liberties with details only to fill in the few gaps in these memories, but most of the accounts that follow are accurate. I did intentionally change the one name in this memory. I suppose I should tell you a little about myself before conti...
Bonnie now in her seventies, regaled us with this story set in the late fifties when she tells us she was just nineteen, a member of the Upper Sixth which accommodated those that stayed on after the regular leaving age. Bonnie is such a sweet and innocent old lady now, that her tale was hard to believe. But we did enjoy it. * Not so much students but young...
The next day I got in the car to head for work and turned my cell phone on. I had a text message waiting for me from Lauren. The message was short and to the point: "Milking today at 9:00 A.M. Pick me up in front of school. Be on time. Don't forget the gloves and my money!" Oh shit, I thought, how do I get away from work at 9:00 A.M.? I mentally scanned my c...
In June, I got a nice little summer job bagging groceries. The work was menial, as was the salary, but nevertheless, it was an income. Lori was the new cashier there, and she started a few weeks after I did. When I first heard about her, I thought, "Great, a new cashier. Is she good-looking?" Boy, was she ever. When I first saw her, she nearly took my breath...
Annette stared at herself in the mirror with a tiny spark of happiness in her eyes. It had been a fun weekend, apart from the dog episode on Saturday. She shook her head to get that day out of her head. When they had got back home, Olivia had not stopped babbling about 'darling Angus.' It had given Annette the opportunity to tease her continuously about the...
My wife Marianne and I were bored that evening so on an impulse I invited Jim over to party (at least that's how it started out). I don't think Marianne had any idea what I really hoped would happen, even though we had talked several times about my fantasy of having her fuck another man and me at the same time. Besides, like I said, it really didn't start ou...