Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Donald Stephenson groans and reaches over to the nightstand as the electric shriek of the alarm clock pulled him out of his peaceful slumber. After finally turning that blasted alarm off, he rolls onto his side. Opening his eyes, he sees her laying there, far on her side of the bed with her back turned to him is his wife of almost 15 years,...
Guys are normally so predictable. Flirt with them, joke with them, be interested in "their" sport, and all of a sudden a girl can have them groveling at her feet. Give them a glimpse of leg and they will actually slobber. At least the majority of guys are that way. Occasionally there are the mutants. They are hooked to a specific girl and won't tell you...
With the recent explosion of the local slave industry young women today have a greater opportunity than ever to get themselves graded. A slave grade can be a fantasy fulfilled, a ticket to a better boyfriend (Wear your "Prime-" tag as an earring on your next visit to a bar, ladies, if you want to see what I mean!) or even a ticket to a career as an actress o...
This was the day that ended my career and changed two lives forever. It was the moment that some teachers always encounter and it's the test of character whether they will do it or not. Looking back on it, I can't believe that I did something so stupid, but it was one of those things that happening at the time, it didn't seem so stupid after all. I better st...
"Darling, you know that your mother and I love you very much." Oh shit, Jess thought and dropped the fork on her plate. Here we go again. She was sitting at the dinner table with her parents when her Dad brought up the usual topic. School and good grades, or the lack thereof. Like every week. "We're worried about you, honey," added her mom, Darlene, in th...
Promotion It's pretty comfy parked like this. I feel lucky to have served those nice two Mistresses. Sliding my legs out to the side, I'm almost sitting instead of kneeling, half reclining, half leaning up against the wall. Having like a whole foot of chain between my anklets makes me feel like a queen. The simple throw rug under me seems luxurious. I twi...
Lately I have been thinking about a time when I was a high school student. My fantasy involves one of my teachers who were taking me for English. At that time, I had just turned 18. I was blonde, five feet 2 inches tall, and quite pretty (so I have been told).I had a very petite figure. My breasts were very firm but ample for my body size and my legs were v...
"Hurry up," her mother snapped. Sayuri Watanabe may have been taller than her mother, but she'd never been able to keep up with her when she was in a hurry. Sayuri had never been to this part of Matsuba – she'd never had a reason. Not that it really mattered. It looked like any suburb in practically every other city in Kanto, the vast sprawl of cities that...
Chapter #9 Boning up for grades I did really well in freshman biology. Well enough to be allowed to take osteology, a 300 level course. It's about bones, no, not boners, bones; there's even a book called 'The Bone Lady' which is great fun. The professor was a hunk. He hailed from Georgia, and I could just hear it in his lilt. He was broad shouldered, wit...
A New Plaything © I was at a football game one night, not to watch the football players, but to surreptitiously watch the cheerleaders, when I saw Becky standing in front of the bleachers. I walked over to her to say hi, and when she acknowledged me, I asked her, "Who is that girl on the far right? I don't think I've ever seen her before." "Are you talking...