Hello all, Lady D here! I had to put a rush on this to make sure it was entered in time for the Literotica Thanksgiving Day contest. It took up the entire holiday, but I finally got it in. Yay, me! I'm totally gonna win that prize! What?! There's no Thanksgiving Day contest? Oh. No, it's okay. I'm fine, it's just allergies. Or something. Just...read the ne...
Drummer Boy: Bat Out of Hell II: Back to Hell Hello again, ladies and gents, Lady D here! I'd hoped to get this a bit earlier, but you know, holidays. Nevertheless, let's cap this year with the next part of the tale. Enjoy! * * * * * Jason found, to his surprise, that he wasn't falling. Or rather, if he was falling, he was doing a rather poor job of it. I...
NOTE: This is one of the ongoing chapters of me growing up in the Midwest in the late spring and early summer of 1971 before moving to AZ to live with my grandmother and attend college. All persons in this and any of my stories are of at least 18 years of age and the names have been changed to protect the innocent. These chapters cover the times that I w...
Way up North Bondage and Camping Camping and Bondage Stories Stopping to talk to a few others and stare, we soon arrived at Gracie and Charlie's RV. They were sitting on the small deck attached to it. Gracie was wearing a leather bustier type thing with her big boobs floating out the top like a Playboy Bunny. On her wrists and ankles those familiar black...
In front of the closed-door, The Empress was not only excited but she was also nervous as well. She felt like she was as a virgin on the verge to lose her flower. As a matter of fact, she considered herself a virgin indeed because she hadn't had sex in centuries, not even self-service. 'Remember, remember, remember..., you're an Empress, an Empress, an Emm...
Drummer Boy: Bat Out of Hell II: Back to Hell Hi again, folks, Lady D here! This section took a lot longer to finish than I expected. Like all the other parts, I wrote it over a year ago in February. When I got around to it this January, I didn't like it, so I threw it in the swamp, and rewrote it. That version sucked less, but it still sucked, so I thre...
Jason stared at Granny, dumbstruck. At the culmination of their battle, Pearl had hurled her at the ground with the force of a falling meteor. She had been broken and unconscious after her defeat at Pearl's hands. Yet there Granny sat, awake, whole, and very, very aware. And although she projected calm, Jason knew by now to be wary of her kind. "Right,"...
I was beginning to think that Leverton just might not have any more surprises for me. I couldn't have been more wrong. As I stepped into the kitchen one morning, there stood Thelma at the stove. It wasn't so much what she was doing, but rather, it was the manner of her dress. As usual, she was wearing a see-through blouse and a pair of those very tiny kilt s...
Hello guys! Not much sex in this one, but a lot of necessary character-building. More depravity to come! - Lady D. ***** When Jason opened his eyes again, it was with extreme difficulty. The reward for his effort was a blurry image of his bedroom. He was laying on his crushed bed. Next to him was Granny, also laying on her back, with her eyes closed. On...
Over the years, I had developed many friends through my hobbies of CB radio and auto racing. Many an evening was spent enjoying one of our coffee and bullshit gatherings that seemed to develop spontaneously. Someone over the radio would suggest meeting at a Sambo's for coffee, and, before you knew it, twenty, thirty people, sometimes more, would show up. M...