Thanks to all the feedback I get. Finally, back by popular demand, here is the next chapter in the Stephanie McMahon lesbian mini-series. Chapter 1: Visiting Angela Stephanie and Leanne took the next flight out to Los Angeles. The plane ride was uneventful. Stephanie was a little upset, she was hoping that she would run into the red headed stewardess again...
This is the sixteenth installment of Mrs. Hart's Ache Chapter VII Gathering the Troops ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: see the Index of Terms for the definition of any word with which you are not familiar. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of his newest girlfr...
This is a true story, I swear, up to a certain point. It then becomes a fantasy of what may have happened, had things continued. Conversations are repeated as closely as I can remember them. Some names and locations have been changed to protect the guilty. ---------------------------------------------------------- I love my wife, but due to various reason...
Summary: A brief essay about my philosophy on writing sequels. Thanks: To MAB7991 for a quick edit of this brief essay. To my fans, I am greatly appreciative of your support for my stories. I love when you leave comments and when you e-mail your thoughts. I love getting requests for original stories and I also love the fevered requests I get for sequels....
The beat up old car chugged up the driveway with labored putters. Mindy peered through the windshield in awe as she soaked in the view. She had driven passed high gates that opened up to grand lawn filled with perfectly trimmed hedges that guided the path. Every few feet was met with an elegant hedge statue of figures in classical poses as if they were part...
After our trial, and the girls-only celebration that lasted through the night, Wendy and I were given 3 days of rest and recovery restricted to the Rogonfeldt grounds. I did some writing. She and I were able to go on long walks. The other girls left us to rest up; the masters ignored us. They were busy with the other girls and, especially, with integrating R...
Every year, the DAALS a Black Femdom organization invade a city to form white slave and establish a place where dominant Black Woman could live their life as they see fit. Not all Black women in life are dominant. It's an idea some people love to share even if it's not right at all but there's some with bad intention. Being Dominant don't mean they are bad p...
Authors note: For a full description of the characters described read "The Peachtree Training Center" written by my alter ego Robyn Conners. It gives all the details and backgrounds. It's posted at other sites. The time frame for this story is three years after the original stories. It was less than a 30-minute drive to the Peachtree Estate. It sat about a...
I am in a training session and the woman that sits next to me is incredibly sexy and I long to slowly unbutton her shirt and see if her breasts are as perfect a I imagined them to be, and taste as good as I think they would be. I am wiggling in my seat feeling my thongs getting wetter and wetter. Wishing I could kneel in front of her, lift her skirt and par...
At thirty-five years old, Alex had been serving on the survey ship Starlight for over five years, and had been with the space service since his graduation from officer training ten years ago. Now, as the starship traveled the gulf of space between Earth and it's next destination, Alex sat with his longtime friend Dan in the ship's main galley, enjoying their...