The sixth day of Hrive 'Isia "Your Highness – a pleasant surprise, please come in. I will admit I did not believe you were courageous enough to step over my threshold again." Gilraen handed a bundle of coins over to Ireth's open palm. "I wasn't sure if I were brave enough either," the princess admitted. "I do not have a companion at this moment, so I cann...
September settled into a routine; kids to school, women to work, Murphy busy around the old homestead. You know how us old guys like our routines. Once a week I'd get together with Carl. We'd play cards, swap lies, generally have a good time. The weather, as always, was pretty hot during the day, starting to go cool at night. We were seeing more deer in th...
Velvet's Story, Part 4: Absolute Submission and a New Personality Neither of us needed a reminder that out Mistress would soon be home, or that we'd better be ready when she did arrive. The consequences of our not being prepared to open the door as she climbed the few entrance steps were only to well ingrained in us. How things have changed since I was my...
1. The weeks passed. Aablar's routine never varied and Leia began to chafe at her long periods of inactivity, bound hand and foot for much of the time. They were continually on the move, covering up to twelve miles a day as Aablar followed signs of game. She was now able to fashion herself a new deerskin halter and panties from the hides he gave her and she...
Tuesday morning. Dot waited by the living room window again, hoping to spot Jonathan approaching down the street on his bike. The window was obscured in thick net curtains and it was hard to see in, but easy to see out, unobserved. However there was no Jonathan. It was four o'clock in the afternoon when the phone rang. She had a mobile phone, but still use...
"Honey I'm home!" I yelled from the front door as I walked into the house my arms bulging with packages. The first thing that I noticed was the aroma of a delicious meal cooking in the oven. I realized my little boy wife had been busy since I'd left a few hours ago to go shopping. My boy wife is actually my boyfriend, but I call him my boy wife and for all...
All persons are 18 or above. ***** "What does a writer of erotic romance do when he has broken his leg in three places, and may expect to be bed ridden in perhaps 6 months? Who can work with such a tiresome scenario." Marc looked at his wife and co-writer Jane, who was also author of the recent best-seller and femdom-novel "The Unmerciful Countess." Ever...
CAUTION: This is a sequel to the story "Brenda's Fate." That tale and this one are cruel stories of perversion and abuse, completely unlike the usual things I write of mutually enjoyable sex involving congenial and consenting adults. If you are bothered by such activities, I don't blame you, but I do suggest you not read any further. The second page is espec...
Leading an Idealistic Lifestyle [This may be the conclusion of the sequence of stories starting with 'Velvet: a Story of Obedience Ch. 1; we'll see. Whatever, I have to admit that this is the story that is closest to my own heart -- I only wish that my life had been like this. fp] I think I must be one of the happiest men ... women ... people alive. I sc...
"Good morning, Dr Throop." I introduced 6 foot Mr Castleton to the Institutes' Staff Physician, a bespeckled 40 year old svelte 5' 3" doctor with white lab coat over a sky blue blouse and dark skirt, "Let me introduce Mr James Castleton a visitor who is going to take a tour of the Facility. He is thinking of indenturing a daughter here." Hmm, I thought to m...