(Author's Note: Here we go again. I feel as if I'm nearing the end of this storyline. There are still a few more chapters to go, but not very much. If anyone would be interested in some private role playing, send me a feedback message. I could go for some to get my creative mind flowing once again. As with all of my stories, all characters mentioned are eigh...
SUMMARY: Jenny, the vivacious and sensuously adventurous 18 year-old office junior, discovers the inside revelations about having her pussy pierced. In a week's time Jenny is to meet a young woman who wants to make love to her. It is something she has never done but is doing it to simply please her boss now she is promoted as his personal secretary. She s...
It was 1966, England had won the World Cup! The swinging sixties were in full swing. David had started working in the sale's office of Telford Safety Engineering Ltd. He held the grand title of Assistant to the Sales Manager, which meant in reality he was the office boy; he ran errands and made the tea. At eighteen, it wasn't his first job. Since leaving sch...
Soon after the collapse of the Berlin Wall, I was in an Eastern European country. My business was in trouble, but would the new girl help me? ----------------------- The next morning Lilya and Danica accompanied me to the office. Natalya saw us off like a good little housewife, handing Danica my briefcase and giving me an open-mouthed french kiss. She look...
It was late on Friday afternoon but the Nevada sun was still warm as Idaho, assisted by her 30-year-old Mexican helper, Donita, marched the naked 19-year-old Kelly Shaw out into the lawn by the pool and strapped her into the flogging frame. No sooner had the task been done than the phone rang in the kitchen. Idaho sprinted inside to get it. The caller was t...
January 1998 This is the worst part. The part where I'm standing on a precarious little icy step that doesn't seem entirely stable, leading to some upper-basement studio apartment that doesn't seem entirely clean, and I'm probably, stupidly, going to slip and fall just before they'll answer the door. I won't even get to the part where I have to mumble some...
Disclaimer: I don't own Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills. Warnings: Angst, Slash, Slave fic, BDSM, Non-con/reluctance Rating: FRAO He didn't know what time it was, the dark sky outside his cell window gave no clue to time. The nightmare had been so vivid, so real. It was a nightmare, wasn't it? For the first time he realized th...
Hello everyone, life goes on and each day brings new opportunities. In this chapter, I wanted to redirect the story back to my main characters, Evangeline and Declan, but I always try to tie up loose ends. So hopefully, the dialog in this section of story does that. Let me know what you think? AN: All characters are above the age of consent. Now, please e...
Jeremy heard the short toot of a horn and glanced out the window in time to see a petite blond give a wave as a red Porsche drove away in a cloud of dust. Ah, the desperate Miss Kendall, he thought, turning to the counter for her paperwork. Her dented little Honda was a far cry from the sporty car she'd just left. He watched her cross the lot to the shop do...
Shane and I had been working the eleven to seven shift at Samville Home Furnishings for almost six months. It was one of those places where a leather chair would run you three hundred bucks and a dining set might bankrupt your average "Working Joe". White pillars held up a steel awning over the front entrance, seemingly inviting only those who had a large en...