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I went to see my therapist. I'm working on some meditation techniques. Anyway, the therapist asked about my day and for some reason I mentioned your email. We discussed your story (briefly, no details other than you occasionally stripped naked when at the doctor's office). She said it was ok if I wanted to strip down for my meditation sessions. Ok! Her off...
Life has been very good to me and I am generally a happy person. It's my belief that a happy positive outlook influences the direction of one's life, and I believe this holds for both emotional and physical wellbeing. I have a job that I enjoy, coworkers that I love, and a family that I cherish. I also have a wild streak that instead of ignoring, I respect....
It is with great trepidation that I approach the principal's office, fearing the worst. I know I am to be punished; part of me dreading what is to come but, deep down, I tingle with excitement and quiet anticipation. I am in my senior year in High School and only have dim memories of earlier childhood spankings. The principal, a dour Scot, named McKinnon,...
It was the text that changed everything. "Creampie for dessert this Friday." My heart skipped several beats. I had wanted to see, hear or live words to that effect for many years. My cock instantly hardened in response and my mind raced. I realized that she was actually accepting of that fantasy that had haunted me for so long. I have always loved to eat p...
Note to readers: Thanks to everyone for the feedback, especially from those other middle-aged moms (and boy are there a lot of you!) for whom my story struck a nerve. Keep the ideas (and yourselves!) coming! I may incorporate some of the suggestions in a later, fictional, chapter, but for the next few episodes I want to tell the story as it actually unfolded...
"Time for your walk," Master announces. He's holding the collar and leash as he waits in the doorway. She feels her face grow warm, but follows him wordlessly to the car. She struggles to stay quiet and still as they make the half-hour drive to the park. He stops at the guard shack at the park entrance; she keeps her face averted, afraid to meet the ranger...
Olga Timofeyvna Krupina was a handsome girl of 18. She lived in a simple village that bordered a broad forest to the west, and mountains to the east. Before one got to the foothills of these peaks, a clear mountain lake could be found, and it was the setting of many youthful escapades. In this village, which was a typical provincial settlement, everything w...
Surgeon writing about a patient: 'it was feared [that] one that had the gonorrhoea spent his sperm betwixt her legs upon her pudenda, but this was not certainly proved'. "That is so gross," Kay whispered to herself. She was curled up in her favorite spot in the library perusing a 17th century medical journal, one of the suggested readings for her course on...
Several years ago I worked in a warehouse in the local area. My job was that of data processor. I was responsible for a lot of data entry, invoicing and running jobs as they were requested. My boss was a woman in her mid-thirties named Diana. She was fairly tall, about five-nine, blond hair and piercing brown eyes. Diana had a nice, well proportioned figure...