Brooke Fisher sat in the back of the limousine as it wound it's way up the highway into rural Vermont. She had on her usual funky emo outfit which consisted of shorts over black leggings combined with a t-shirt and denim jacket. Brook loved to dress this way since it not only defined her as a "cool chick" but it also infuriated her father to no end. And infu...
"Hey Silke, how are you?" "I'm great mum although it takes some adjusting." "Adjusting?" "Yeah with the reporters, fans, different language and stuff." "Oh ok, but with Ville everything's ok?" she asked worried. "It's great mum, I didn't want to tell you on the phone but well circumstances are forcing me to." "What?? Silke tell me what's going on, you'...
"Okay, hold still." Besame grinned at Wilton, and leaned over and lightly touched the lit cigarette against Wilton's hard cock. Wilton tried desperately to hold still. God, she's so hot, with that spiky green hair, and the little T-shirt that looks like it's painted on. The burning ember grazed his penis, and Wilton bit his tongue to keep from screaming. B...
The Melinda 109: A Little Shop Story PART ONE "I can't believe it's here!" Webb said excitedly. Soapy shook his head, as Plato and Cato dismembered the packing case, and pulled Melinda 109 out. She was something--five seven or maybe five eight inches tall. Blonde. Icy sapphire eyes. Beautiful face, much like Mary Hart from Entertainment Tonight, but with m...
Karen watches as Aunt Claire and Jamie get it on; then disciplines Kathy. * This story will be more satisfying if you read the previous installments but that is not necessary. It does involve bodily functions, spanking, and incest, so if those things offend you, read no further. ***** Karen sat on the edge of Claire's bed as her husband Jamie lavished th...
Sorry that this chapter is so short. I hope to have Ch. 5 finished soon. Thanks, as always, to Anann, and you, my readers. ---------------------------------------------- Chapter 4 – Michelle The last period of the day was mathematics. Jenny and Sarah filed into the classroom with the other silent girls, and found seats near the back. They were still weari...
Tottie grinned, plainly delighted. "Oh yes, please master. I can wag my tail like anything when I am pleased." She took it as permission to stay, and I couldn't bear to say otherwise... Slaveholder. Part two, Slaveowner. Jim McMurty: As I was going to learn. It is one thing to be a slaveholder, and another to be a slaveowner. During the evening I dresse...
I was released from the haven of my mistress' crotch and she stood by me in a central position, flexing her cane in readiness for my punishment as we watched the gimp's misery. The wickedly pencil-skirted headmistress that was Arabella, placed the black dish from earlier at her feet, and ordered the gimp down to it in full view of the eager crowd of women. A...
Thanks to oldnakeddad for his editing expertise helping to make this story a better read. A story of a love connection, an old nemesis from high school and the troubles associated with a hatred that was directed for the wrong reasons and the final and ultimate revenge of the wrong wronged person. I hope you enjoy. Please do not forget to vote and feel fr...
Josh rounded the corner and sprinted cooled down with a light jog to his house. "Ohaio gozaimasu, Joshua san." Smiling, Josh waved to the two girls on their way to school. Like all school girls, their uniform was a plaid skirt and a black blazer over a white shirt with a thin red bow tie at the neck. "Ohaio," Josh replied. "Gombate, neh." Josh's smile wi...