A few weeks later, as she is treating Vincent's wounds, she feels very glad that most of the cuts are healing nicely. 'Are you happy?' her charge asks her with a sonorous male voice, but a child-like inflection. In reply, she hugs him lovingly. 'Very happy. Your wounds are almost better.' His strong hand moves towards the only wound that is still not h...
June, 1986 - Janet & Nick Fitzgerald Nick Fitzgerald had never really known a bad day. In college, he had played point guard for University of North Carolina Wilmington, and led them to two conference finals, winning one and losing one when his last second shot was ruled to have been taken after the final buzzer. By his 32nd birthday he had parlayed a littl...
Cathy arrived home around five thirty still shaking but armed with the perfect disguise for her appointment with the Steven's clan. Cathy switched on the phone and was amused to find she had had another thirty-nine missed calls. Smiling, Cathy typed, 'Arriving nine o'clock Friday! Be ready. Cathy pressed send and debated whether to wait for a reply; she deci...
Chapter 4 (of 7) -- Danny reports to Chief Stewardess Julie Davies. Danny Dawson, an eighteen-year-old school leaver with no job or training to go to upon his leaving education, was reporting to the location of his 'placement'. Under the recently elected Authoritarian Female Party government's Work Motivation Programme, placements were being assigned by...
Author's foreword — Be sure to check out my previously posted offerings Male Sub Ch 01 — Sting of the Lash and Male Sub Ch 02 — Riding the Pole here on Literotica! Enjoy! * * * * Emily sat on the doctor's scooter stool in an examination room as she awaited the arrival of Dr. Dan. It was time for her gynecologist to make sure she was in g...
I could only sit there, quietly staring down in awe as I watched that magnificent chest rise and fall in rhythm as he slept. My pussy lips quivered painfully as I continued to stare mesmerized by that slight movement of his body. Even after an incredible amount of time I had spent beneath him, countless orgasms, I could not believe I wanted him again. My ins...
Session 1 There are times when restraint is helpful and necessary. And then, there are the infrequent times when wadding up that giant ball of self-control and tossing it out of the window is the one thing that might allow us to make it through the next twenty or thirty years with some measure of sanity. This story is about one of those times. Which one, yo...
* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan October 2005. 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. * * * * * Caroline is an artist. She uses an unusual...
The flickering flames of candles gave the red walls a softer burgundy hue. Margarite, the hostess, was lighting the final wicks while her guests rearranged the room in preparation for their evening. The one-room guesthouse where they would be performing their improvisational drama tonight was furnished minimally, a low chest of drawers and a futon being the...
Tara stared at the reflection in the mirror. What did one wear to a fetish fair? It was the thought that had plagued her for days. Ever since Josh asked her to the damned thing. It was not a club like Rainbows after all. Although there would be an after-party that was similar, they would not be staying for that. Josh had to go out of town for a few days on b...