The party had been a big success; friends and family celebrating the golden wedding anniversary with a barbecue in the beautifully landscaped gardens of her grandparents house. They had hoped that the party would go on until the evening, but the weather had intervened. Now everyone just seemed to decide that it was a convenient time to leave; so they finishe...
She decided to wear a black halter-top a, tight leather miniskirt, a black, sequined biker hat, a pair of black leather gloves, and a pair of six-inch stiletto heels. Her outfit practically screamed "Hooker" but she did not care, she was a woman on a mission. She double-checked her handbag to make sure that she had not forgotten anything. A Smith and Wesson...
In 2007 I felt pretty lucky. Having just graduated, I moved straight into a position as a junior trading analyst with a top city investment company, that was doing really well. I turned up for my first day of work in one of the smaller towers at Canary Wharf, but it had an amazing view across the Thames to Grenwich. Things were going just fine until the fin...
Mr. Burns was a dork. O.K., perhaps I'm being cruel and a bit insensitive...and even exaggerating. Certainly he would have been considered at least a "Nerd" by today's standards, even though we didn't use the word back then. Most students of today certainly would have considered him so. A math teacher, overly intelligent and always formally dressed which was...
This is just something short and nasty that I thought you might like. An adoring fan gave me the idea so thanks to him. There's this guy named Rick who I've never done anything more than flirt with. He owns a coffee bar near where I live and is always giving me little double entendre remarks. He's really cute. 5'10" or so. 32" legs. Not really big muscles b...
She sits in the back seat of the car. Damn why do I do these things to myself, she is thinking. You were warned, still hearing the words "Don't dally this time." still in her head, and the firm smack on the ass as a warning. She can feel his eyes on her at every stop. She dare look up. You kept him waiting again, she keeps thinking. As they pull into the dr...
While not exactly a cooperative story, this tale could not be told without the assistance of several good friends who provide a sounding board and insight into the male libido. He watched her, though she tried to keep her movements hidden. When she thought no one was looking at her, one delicate fingertip would trace the bruise on her wrist that only he kne...
My friends always tell me I should write my autobiography. I tell them that no one would believe me because my real life is stranger than the fiction I write. My life has not been a Bed of Roses but It's My Life. I mean stripper, preacher's wife, fundraiser and personal trainer just to name a few of my many careers. Then too I have screwed my share of famous...
Prologue: On her first visit to Sir Stephen, O had disobeyed a direct order from him. In the morning when she awoke she was shown a note from him. " Rene called to say he would pick you up at six pm. The whip is for your next visit". " The Story of O" page 89 The Summons It was an ominous feeling. At Roissy the whipping had been delivered at the whim of t...
(Inspired by an old Leda video) "Tell me," she commanded softly, her breath tickling his ear. "Once we are engaged to be married, you will reveal your body to me, one stage at a time." "And what price will you pay for that gift?" "The strap," he answered. "Delicious. Give me details," she whispered, stroking him slowly, sensuously. "I will be naked..."...