I looked over her frail, bookish form with practiced disinterest. On the inside, I was thrilled, ecstatic even, but that wouldn't be fitting. I was the Queen of Spades, and this was my Court. My Pleasure Dungeon. A place where women could explore their Darkest fantasies safely and under my supervision. I had to maintain a powerful demeanor. I founded the Cou...
Just as Rhonda suspected they all had another gentle play before they all fell asleep, this time with Rhonda in the middle and the girls cuddling into her from either side. The next morning the alarm woke them as Rhonda had to leave by eleven to return to her other life. It was always a sad time, but they all knew it had to happen. After breakfast, Rhonda co...
The next three days dragged by. I was not concentrating on business but I listed one single family and helped a client make an offer on a nice split-level in Bexley. I found five more four families to show Ann so every time the phone rang on Friday my heart started beating feverishly. When she finally did call about 1pm I had almost given up hope. "Hey Fred...
Note from author- For the last two years I have exclusively written in the celebrity section which is my passion. But Mrs. 123z has expressed a desire to see other stories. Taking aboard some of her fantasies and ideas I have written this. There might be more to come depending on reader's interest. xxx Kent, England 1920. Lady Victoria Ponsonby Smythe w...
Rex and Donna While at work one day, Rex asked if me. "Dan, would you and Jean like to join Donna and me for a bike ride up to the mountains this weekend?" "Sure, sounds great." We made plans to meet at a local diner early Saturday morning and I told Jean about it when I got home. "Dan, I don't think I feel up to a long ride this weekend." "Ok, I'll ca...
Julia, Melissa, and Audrey were up earlier than the others, and Julia sternly warned her daughters not to make a big thing of Aunt Isabel's seemingly sudden conversion to sexual rapture—and certainly not to tease her about it. She emphasized that the experience had been wondrous, deeply emotional, and even transcendent; and the last thing Isabel would want w...
Hey again guys, I would just like to send a huge thank you to everyone for their amazing feedback, comments and for actually reading me! You have no idea how much it actually means to me, so THANK YOU!!! Here's chapter three, and I really tried to make it as long as I could but it's a bit harder than I thought, I end up running out of creativity nearing the...
"He'll Have to Go" Words and music: Joe Allison & Audrey Allison Copyright: 1959 Central Songs/Beechwood Music Corp. Author's note: This has always been one of my favorite songs, a sad song. I particularly like the version by Jim Reeves. This will be a relatively short story and complete in this submission. Thanks very much, as always, to Techsan...
The Photo continues... _____________________________________________ I arrived home about 5:00PM. The traffic was heavy. The house was quiet. Ellen had not yet arrived from work. I set down my briefcase in the den, and walked over to the bar to grab a glass and pour myself a single-malt scotch. As I sat down in the living room, I heard Ellen's car and the...
It didn't start out as a very special holiday, but it sure developed into one quickly. I had been travelling to Jamaica for several years for a week's business trip but this was the first time I took my wife with me. She understood that I had to make my sales calls and that she would be on her own for most of the time during the day. I chose a resort rather...