This story involves pet play, watersports, and humiliation. It's not for the faint of heart. Author's Note: This story is the third part of my Good Girl series. I recap events enough that there is a basic understanding of what's going on, but it is best to have read everything. Thank you to the fans of the first two for the encouragement to keep writing. A...
"No!" I said for the fourth time as I walked out to my car. "Stephanie!" "Come on," my best friend argued. "It would be fun!" "I am never going back to that horrid place, ever!" I yelled as I slammed the car door. "It wasn't that bad," Stephanie said. "For you, head cheerleader, for me, it was horrible," I said as I put the car in gear and sped out t...
During the next few years, Katherine and Clarence were very happy with married life. Twice a year they would fly to the Caribbean and stay in the same hotel they did for their honeymoon. Katherine would always wear the clothes that Clarence bought for her, even though they were becoming more and more risqué. Actually, they were just downright slutty. Clarenc...
I felt like someone had hit my nose with a sledge hammer as my head bounced off the mat. I could feel the blood from my nose running down my cheeks and into my ears and onto the mat. We weren't at our dojo where the floor has a good 1½"of polyfiber over a heavy canvas covering to cushion our falls, this was just a larger version of a moving blanket, spread o...
Hello you naughty girls and boys! Tom's going to get his first test at the hands of his science teacher. This exercise may leave him a little breathless. All characters in the story are 18 years of age or older. ***** "Wake up Titty Baby. Nap time's over." Tom felt Mrs. Folami tapping his head through her shirt; a shirt he was still under as she held hi...
I Overheard and Found that I was the Topic of Discussion My name is Peter Cranston. I'm 36 and have been married to my wife Joy for the past 12 years. We have a girl and boy Bethany 6 and John 8. I'm a construction foreman for Benson Builders and I oversee the carpenters and I am a master carpenter by trade. Joy works part time as a receptionist for a local...
Chapter 56 -- The Real Estate Lady Even before I met my young niece Giang last week, Nguyet had sent me a message from her email account at the real estate company where she worked. She pretended that she had seen on social media that I was living in our small town, and now she wanted to show --and sell—me a house ‚proactively', as she had written. She prai...
After deciding to stay in on a Friday night because I had a lot of studying to do over the weekend; exams were coming up. If I went out and got drunk there'd be no chance of me nursing a hangover and being productive the next day so I spent the bulk of the evening at my desk, reading my textbooks. It got late and my brain was more than full, but I wasn't re...
~~~~~~~~~~ desolation Function: Noun 1. the action of desolation 2a. grief, sadness 2b. loneliness 3. devastation, ruin 4. barren wasteland - Merriam Webster Online ~~~~~~~~~~ It was 5:00 AM when the alarm went off. Rene Ballinger moaned loudly and then cursed loudly and plaintively before she rolled over and hit the snooze button. She didn't even ope...
Author's note: Desperate Measures is an anthology consisting of stories related by theme, rather than by character, chronology, or storyline. Accordingly, they can be read in any order, as each installment is a stand-alone entry. * * * Sonia Castro switched off her cell phone and raced to the rear deck of her home. "Luis," she shouted. "Guess who call...