Many thanks to those who rate, comment, and leave feedback. It's all very much appreciated! ***Special thanks to my editor, Privates1stClass, for the hard work he put into this story and also for helping me with ideas and direction.*** —————————- "Dammit!" I curse to myself as I slam the palms of my hands onto the steering wheel. It's finally Friday and n...
I had truly become Maxine's slave, and her worst torture was her denial that I actually was a slave. She kept up with the charade that this was all just a symbolic game, but I had been given the message that I would be tortured or maimed if I defied her and got her angry enough. Any defiance was indeed dealt with brutally. Later that week, Maxine left for h...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Previously: Mrs. Dobs, Jill's mother, had chastised Jill for allowing Jack to do her chores when he was obviously suffering from a head injury. Jill was caught smirking about Jacks plight and received a spank for her attitude. Mrs. Dobs grabbed her daughter's shoulder with one ha...
Later in evening we went to a nightclub in town. I wore a white halter-necked sun dress, a cheap thing from Village Family Closet, but pretty and summery nonetheless. Too late, I remembered what a poor choice white is for a nightclub. Black lights made the dress glow violet, and me stand out in glowing neon relief in the crowd. Despite the heat, I wished fo...
Lori was up early on Thursday morning. Her husband sent her off with a kiss and he told her to have fun. Lori was torn up inside. She hated the thought of visiting Terry and doing whatever she was ordered to do. Her husband thought she was enjoying being Terry's slut, as she had for Frank. The biggest problem for Lori was coming to terms with her feelings....
The last two months had been fantastic. My sex life with Daniel was better than it had ever been. We continued to invite Marshall to join us in our bed on a regular basis, but something had been growing in me. A longing, a desire to add more variety and excitement. Since that Friday afternoon when I realized I had unconsciously been admiring my secretary's a...
Tuesday Afternoon He was about forty, forty five years old, very tall, almost gaunt, and not very well groomed. The man was, in fact, slothful looking in a peculiar, potbellied sort of way, and was wearing greasily tattered green chinos and an old, untucked plaid short-sleeved shirt. His sneakers were foul looking, and probably even fouler smelling, Officer...
Disclaimer: This a work of fiction. It did not/will not happen in real life and should not be mistaken as such. Chapter Eight: Wildest Dreams Starring Taylor Swift Codes: MF, Cons, Anal, Exhibition, Facial, Oral ***** 2018 Taylor was panting heavily, but the smile on her face couldn't be wider. Her fans were screaming her name. 50,000 of them cheered...
"There's the hangar," Malik said, peering through his electrobinoculars. "A couple of patrols, nothing too bad. The entrance is still sealed up, so I bet they think nobody can get in that way." "Now we just gotta figure out how to get in unnoticed," Serra muttered. "Sir, I'm back!" Rex said, walking up behind them. "What did you find, Rex?" "Nearby sewer...
This is a work of fiction, written for enjoyment and amusement; hopefully yours as well as mine. Comment and constructive criticism welcome. * * * * * Mike woke from a dream, an exciting dream where he was actually sharing the bed of Louise McLean, then felt the animal heat of her body beside him in the bed. He lay back , happy, content in his realisation...