Note: This story is the sixteenth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous fifteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommen...
The trip home from the Waites' house was the most agonizing fifteen minutes of my life. Laura talked incessantly about the rules of restraint, the game we had been looking forward to playing for over three weeks. "If you don't want me to hold your cock in my hand I won't do it. I can't understand why you're so touchy. All I'm going to do is wrap my small wa...
Chapter 9 – The Hosts After Julie left that morning, Cassie couldn't muster the motivation to do any shopping, let alone by herself. She was still feeling weepy. Instead, she spent the day on the couch, trying to read through all of her survey results and getting them together in her head. The results were clear-cut. The women had been cheating. She wi...
Authoress's notes: The following story takes place soon after the Fate of the Jedi series. Please read and enjoy all my stories, and feel free to leave me feedback, public or private. Imperial Hospital Visit "Hello, Mrs. Fel-Solo," the perky young receptionist greeted her as Jaina stepped off the turbolift. "Colonel Fel is still in room seven-oh-four," sh...
Moving house way across the other side of the country wasn't my idea of fun. I don't honestly think that Sonia was too pleased about it either, but my wife's medical career was in its early stages and the promotion provided some much needed extra cash. So, a new house and town beckoned and, for me, the problems of making some new friends. I have always enjo...
"It isn't that I hate Halloween, Mary, and no, I don't have a wife or family that I have to be with or kids to take Trick-or-Treating. It's just that I totally and absolutely hate being on duty at a state psychiatric facility on Halloween. That's why at the very beginning of every year I put in for a week of vacation from October 28th through November 2nd. Y...
Linda Crawley pulled a face in her drivers mirror as she adjusted her blouse collar. Another dreary meeting at the golf club. Her husband, a senior medical practitioner, had joined a year earlier and soon after, dragged her along too to 'events'. He had joined partly to play but mostly to generate contacts and business for his lucrative and fast growing priv...
Still wondering if I have told too much to a complete stranger, I leave the phone on the couch and decide to take a walk, just pacing my basement. My predicament allows me really tiny steps, so it takes a lot of time to get on the other side of the room. There I lean on the wall under one of the windows, listening to the world outside. There is the sound of...
I got up early the next morning. Alicia was still asleep, so I wrote her a note telling her where I was going, and ran down to the store to pick up a newspaper. She was still asleep when I got back, so I had a few minutes to myself to drink coffee and read the paper. A little while later, I heard her stirring in the bedroom. I went in, and she was sitting u...
In April 2016, GeorgeAnderson wrote a fine tale called, 'Friday'. In it, a wife was led astray by four friends and ended up having sex with all four of them while her very pissed off husband was tied to a chair watching. It damned near killed their marriage. I liked it as a story except for one thing. The four perps walked away unpunished; free to destroy an...