This is a femdom story with scenes of reluctant participation. If you think you might find such material offensive please look for another story. * Chapter 1 I never wanted to be involved. I had only been with the bank a few months, straight out of university, but I did not want them to think I was a spoilsport. The office party had been in full swing fo...
Her skin was on fire. Lauren Laframboise was aware of her surroundings. She was aware of being partially led, partially carried through the swinging doors of the emergency room. She was aware that her two companions, Dan Baldwin and Ginger Gold, were both panicking perhaps even more than she was, herself. Ginger's shouts for help registered somewhere in La...
Copyright 2018, PostScriptor — Saturday Afternoon about 3:00 PM, Ragged Point, California "Robert. Come here and look at this." "Margret," spoken in a weary voice, accustomed to spousal demands, answered. "I've just sat down on this very comfortable bench after wandering for hours along this fantastic trail with its spectacular views of the Pacific Ocean,...
Six Times a Day, Part 34: Under Pressure At well over a million words, this is one of a handful of the longest erotic stories ever written. The first couple of parts are mostly build up and teasing, but there's lots of sex later on. The story also has love, humor, plot, character, and a lot of popular acclaim, so you should give it a try if you haven't alre...
Part 25: The Great Pretender At well over a million words, this is one of a handful of the longest erotic stories ever written. The first couple of parts are mostly build up and teasing, but there's lots of sex later on. The story also has love, humor, plot, character, and a lot of popular acclaim, so you should give it a try if you haven't already. It has...
I decided to put this in its correct category. Chapter 1 At the age of nearly 30 I would have preferred not to bring a stranger into my house to live on a semi-permanent basis but unfortunately it was a case of 'needs must'. My ex-girlfriend (I would like to point out that she was not 'ex' at the time that we did the deed as that would have been too stupi...
This next interview would be the seventh candidate that I had to meet with today. And I was scheduled to meet with two additional applicants after this. And my HR director was being extremely inquisitive about how I selected the final list of candidates to interview amongst the number of otherwise qualified applicants who had applied to be my personal assist...
The house stood as all the others did, joined with its neighbors on the left and right, and so on and so on down the row. The row houses of Friendship Heights seemed to mirror the name of the town in which they stood; there were no bars on the windows, no fences in the front yards, no gates with “Beware of the dog” signs hanging on them. Though the neighbo...
The war referenced in this story is fabricated in order to make the ages and time-lines work. At thirty she had it all, didn't she? Five years earlier her appearance on a television reality show had quickly brought her worldwide attention and fame. As cheesy as the experience had been, it had opened many doors for her. It hadn't hurt that she was beautiful...
I'm standing in front of my wardrobe, a built-in affair with shelves that reach up to the ceiling, some filled with clothes, others with books or toys. I feel a peculiar sensation in my stomach and groin, a sort of pleasantly uncomfortable, constricting spasming. I can't remember if I touch myself, I don't think I do, but the next thing I feel is an incredib...