I have been a Rural Service Worker for two years. More aptly, I have survived being a Rural Service Worker for that time, and defied the odds. The life expectancy in this kind of forced labor is somewhat less than that. No, they don't all get killed. Some die from disease. I suppose that is being killed anyway if you are what in the big cities they call a se...
Author's note: This story occurs near the end of "Little" Sister. There is no intercourse. I leave it to you whether there is any sex. FemDom and spanking. White Tie and Red Tail Patricia "Trish" Warner was elated when the call came. She knew her references were good, but the Roosevelt was decidedly middle class. The interview was for the Plaza—Central P...
I met Ace in college, he was a beautiful boy. Dark skinned, tall and lean, he was an absolute dream. We didn't share a class, I just happened to see him in the library and knew then that I wanted him. I walked over to him and asked him out for a pint. Who would say no to a beautiful college senior? A blue eyed, white skinned, red head? We met later that eve...
Whenever someone sees me on a dating site or app, invariably they ask me why I am on there? Well, I have to admit one of the best places to meet travellers from outside India in Mumbai are places like Tinder. While I mainly use Tinder to satisfy my urge for British men, recently I used it for a bit more darker pleasure. This is a story of how I got blacked...
"What are we doing here, Todd?" Megan followed her coworker into a dark room. She was petite, short and thin. She wore a thick pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose, which appeared as big as her. Her round eyes looked over the lenses. Her midnight hair twisted on top of her head in a messy bun. "Because I need more eyes on this," Todd said. He was a tal...
Several days ago I went to the local gym to hire myself a personal trainer. I being in my late 30's thought it best to start keeping myself in shape. This is what happened when I got there. The outside of the building was like any other, looked similar to the YMCA building. Large enough for all the equipment and the people using it. Institutional is what I...
This is a continuing story of Julia's Lovers (that is in the Mature section). To get the full story, one should read the original. A Ladies Pleasant Debacle "Hello Al, how is it hanging lover?" "Julia, you can be such an embarrassment. What's up sweetheart?" "I know you are right now, however I am calling for some assistance with a small problem! Let me...
The cop folded his notebook, left a business card on the desk, and headed for the door. "Ms. Roundtree, don't drag Tom into something he doesn't deserve. Call me, when you want to talk." He stood in the doorway, turned back and pointed at his Coke bottle on the desk. "I forgot my soda." Before Tom could react, Hannah jumped up, grabbed the bottle, and hand...
I felt very different in my studio the next morning. From the very first drawing, I could do no wrong. Every mark I made was right, whether it was with a brush, a pastel stick, pencil or charcoal, each different medium seemed to want to do exactly what I asked it to. I drew quickly and fluently, and I felt that I had energy to spare. Amy could feel it, too...
“Help me.” She stumbled toward me on the empty beach, completely naked – not a hair on her body. She had been shaved clean, from the top of her head down the length of her legs. I would have blamed what I saw that morning on the drinking I did all night, but she wasn’t acting like a girl in my dreams. She crawled and ran and brushed unseen hands off her bod...