Prelude: Slave university cheerleaders had a lot of important rules and regulations they had to live by. One of the most important, however, was that they had to maintain their grades and not miss any practices or performances without a doctor's note from the school physician. Other rules were in place as well, both to protect the girls, and to make the sla...
"Isn't it nice outside today?" Ms. Jones asked Nick as she jogged. "Sure is," Nick replied. Nick and Ms. Jones jogged side by side down the dirt path of the park early noon. The weather was sunny with a cool breeze, making it a perfect day to be outside. Nick was wearing standard black running shorts, running shoes, and a green athletic shirt while his aun...
In a lone castle up in the freezing mountains of Germany, Helga was chained to the cold stone wall of a dark dreary dungeon. In front of Helga was a sinister male figure leering at her helplessness. The woman with long locks of blonde hair sobbed heavily and then shrieked when huge masculine hands pawed her ample breasts for a moment before ripping her cloth...
Author's note: A pirate tale taking place about 100 hundred years before The Black Seas sorta explaining a few things. * The sun crests the horizon casting its long lines across the sea causing it to shimmer like a blanket of diamonds. Malcolm Jacobson stands on the shore taking in the beauty before him. New Providence was a good choice, he decided, to set...
Welcome back to Calder House, the place Ladies are finished and below stair girls are whipped into service. The staff are also dealt with harshly should they step out of line by Mr. and Mrs. Broadwood who ruled the staff as well as the inmates with the strap. The only difference was the staff were whipped in private for any indiscreet actions, private bei...
Note- Dedicated to Mrs. 123z. Thanks for the ideas. xxx Kent, 1921 x Jeremy Ponsonby Smythe had been delighted to hear that his mother had acquiesced to his wishes that she teach Cynthia how to ride. He was the son of Lord and Lady Henry Ponsonby Smythe of Whitstable in Kent and was hard at work in his attempts to become a Member of Parliament like his f...
Now I know I’ve mentioned some of my more unusual rooms, and so I’ll share a story of how I took my first customer to room four. The number 4 has always been my lucky number, and so I made this room especially for me. I don’t normally take clients either, but when Mr Jones walked through my door I couldn’t refuse. He was solid looking – not fat – and dark....
This is another Mrs. Jones story but it will have two parts. Each Mrs. Jones story can be read by itself. Comments are always helpful and this character owes a lot to people who sent comments including some who are a lot like Mrs. Jones. Thank you. If you include an email in your feedback, I always try to reply. I hope you enjoy part one. ***** Mrs. Jones...
"I know you know the identity of The Nimbus, Miss Brooks. I also know that you are my conduit to him." "I'm sure I have no idea what you are talking about, Mister "Jones"". replied the beautiful brunette with a trim, enticing figure. "The Nimbus is a myth. The product of gossip of deluded underworld thugs and naive housewives." finished the woman firmly. "N...
"It's not good news, ma'am." "Tell me." "We, um... we bled off almost a hundred and forty thousand liters of air before I could seal the breach. We're still losing a liter about every forty-two minutes... I... I can't find any leaks in my seal, which means we gotta have another leak somewhere else... It'll take time to find it." The escape pod—roughly the...