I advertised all over the small town of Haston, the Brat of the land Amber was to be publicly spanked at the village hall. It said online that she was the terror of the town, rude discourteous and a vandal of public amenities. No one could really picture her but everyone was sure they had been the victim of her thuggish ways and the two hundred tickets sold...
Interview with Steve Richardson, publisher of CF Publications, a company devoted to erotic spanking stories. On the website of CF Publications at http://www.cfpub.com, it bills itself as "the oldest and largest publisher of spanking stories in the world." It publishes seven magazines devoted to erotic spanking and publishes stand-alone spanking stories. CF...
An Arrangement Forward In real life there was no "Mrs. Sang'. While my landlady, at one time, was oriental, any similarities between her and my fictional character are purely coincidental. On the other hand, it would have been very exciting to have met a "Mrs. Sang"(of any race) when I was single. Alas, I had to wait...until I got married a second time. S...
My room was bright and spacious and in addition to my bed and a cupboard also contained a writing desk that I could use for my studies. I lived in great comfort compared to most of my fellow students. My mature landlady was very supportive and encouraged me to take my studies seriously. It was a bit strange to share a flat with mature woman who in many ways...
The room gradually filled with a range of people from the Group Directors to the Services team. Marie stood next to Kevin, the tall IT Contractor, waiting for the audience to settle down her palms sweating as she tried to control the nerves she felt having to present to the room. She was 27 years old and this was the first time she had stood up in front of s...
The following day was Saturday and both of the newly weds, Angie and Peter, were scheduled to be working at the Replete Café. Peter had tried to enquire from Angie as to what had happened the previous day but she seemed embarrassed so he did not press for the details. As they were about to leave the apartment to walk to work, Minnie poked her head around the...
(This is a story inspired by a conversation with a friend. Please vote and send feedback so I can decide whether to continue this story. Thank you for your support. Max47) She lay on her back, holding her legs up and apart. She was offering me her shaven treasures. Her pussy was nestled between two puffy outer mounds, which she now held spread for me. The i...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan December 2004/October 2014 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons....
When the Most High sends you a sign, the least you could do is heed His words. My name is Nadiya Al-Najjar and I'm a young woman of Emirati descent living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. I'm an international student at the University of Toronto, studying business administration. My parents, Fatima and Adnan Al-Najjar were hesitant to allow me, their sole da...
Dear Shoeblossom: I met Mariah when she came to rent a room from me some time last year. Mariah is an engaging auburn haired court reporter, with a lovely figure, though somewhat petite. Although I told her she could call me Emmeline, she insisted on calling me Mrs. Kipps. Mariah's a quiet woman, and I was somewhat startled when I accidentally opened one o...