Vivian was sitting by her vanity in her bedchamber when her servant, Mary knocked on the door. "You may enter." Vivian had her back to her maid and she fought the urge to cross the room to comfort the girl. She knew, without looking, the Mary's lovely face would be hurt and confused at being addressed like a servant. Mary wasn't a servant. She held the older...
Mary was left again waiting in front of the cabin. She was worried that because she wasn't being let in, that once again she'd be underdressed. She was promised she wouldn't be bottomless, so she had some hope. The two walked out and locked the door. The fact that she didn't see a large bundle of clothes worried Mary a lot. Holding out a wad of black cloth...
Author's Note: Please read the story in sequence, if possible --------------------------------------------- The following day, thursday, was understandably awkward for Sherry. Things were eerily normal on the surface but there was no denying that just the day before, she had been stripped, spanked and shamed in front of all her colleagues. This was just...
"You're sure," Mary asked Pidge, "you don't mind if I don't kiss you?" Pidge shook her head no. "It's Ben's present. We're both here for him. The point is that he has a good time." "Oh," said Mary. "What if he wants us to--you know?" Pidge smiled. "You politely avoid the issue by sucking his cock." Mary laughed. "Brent and I did it with Simon once but th...
Note from Jake Rivers: This is my sixth semi-annual "invitational." The initial one was based on the Statler Brother's song, "This Bed of Rose's." The second used the Marty Robbins El Paso trilogy: "El Paso" "El Paso City " and "Faleena." The third had stories based on the various versions of "Maggie May" or "Maggie Mae." The fourth invitational was based o...
Mary sat at the top of the stairs at home and listened to her stepbrother and his friends joke in the lounge. God, they were so vulgar and loud, so different from her. She wished she could go down the stairs right that moment. She wanted to join them, to laugh with them. But she couldn't. She wouldn't be able to bear it if the laughed at her -- or worse, did...
Chapter Two - Welcome to Chelmsford Hall Mary Pilson knew that her 'uncle' Walter was grooming her. 'Uncle' was a silly term that Mary's mother used to describe the men who moved into their home to take advantage. Mary had no time for her uncles; she saw them for what they were, parasites and users. Mary's mother could hardly make ends meet working as an u...
I have been living alone for almost a year now since my son moved away to college and really enjoyed the freedom of having the house to myself. I had thought about the possibility of getting a roommate to help out with expenses and to have some company in the evenings when a friend from work introduced me to Jessica and said she was a school teacher that was...
Copyright © 2020 - This is an original work by Zeb Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author. Author's Note: Enjoy. By Mutual Agreement Hank Boyd sat at his desk, cradling his face in his hands, elbows on the desk, trying...
Mary was feeling a little worried. She was due to go to college in a couple weeks, which meant she had to move into the dorms. "Can't I still commute from home?" Mary asked her parents. "Oh no!" They said, "You wouldn't be getting the full college experience." They explained. "Well," Mary tried, "Can I at least have a single dorm? How will I have any pr...