This story is the eighth in an ongoing series of Batgirl adventures and is easily my darkest offering yet, since it introduces our plucky heroine to the murky world of BDSM. As usual, it is mainly based on characters found in the early Batman comics and that wonderful '60s TV series, but with the timeline brought up to date. Warning! This fictional story co...
Reggie was in the kitchen with a spam fritter sandwich when Judith was shown in. "You're early, are you keen?" Reggie asked. "Absolutely, I'm hoping you'll let me dominate you when we've finished with the invertebrate." "Invertebrate?" "Yes, the spineless wonder with a matron complex." Reggie poured Judith a cuppa. She delivered it with a folder. "What...
I hope you have enjoyed this story so far. Be warned that this is a M/cd chapter, readers beware. Again, I have applied feedback, please comment with what you like and constructive criticism. As always, enjoy! -FiveDots / ..... I was jolted awake by the door slamming. Usually I woke to Kassi coming down the hall, I know exactly what she sounds like. Someth...
XXIX. The morning following a peaceful sleep is a good time to think. Sitting with a mug of hot coffee, Jenn consciously chose to remain alone for a while. The urgent messages from Lisa could wait; now was the perfect time to re-evaluate her life, her direction, her performance. And it was an especially interesting collage when viewed objectively. How many...
Mindy Campbell watched as John Donovon stormed out of the principal's office with his mother following soon afterwards. The punk girl had been sent to see the principal after she had been caught smoking on school grounds, but had to wait her turn as the Donovon's had their meeting. It hadn't been Mindy's first visit to the principal. The 18 year old senior...
This story is based on people, places and events, mostly from my life. Most of the things in this story, or something very similar, have happened -- or been done -- to me. It's not necessary, but I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one. I love feedback, comments, and criticism; it helps me to improve my writing, and e...
The door announced your arrival with an angry crash. The tension radiated off of you so thick that my smile disappeared before I could look you fully in the eye. No words had to be exchanged for you to tell me the naughty pictures I uploaded online had stumbled into your lap. You watch me gulp and begin an apology, cutting me off with a smack, stingy red a...
**~Ripley has nad no part in the creation of this story series. She does not, and will not participate in the types of activities described in this story** part one: i think it's time to break down these walls (i woke up at 5 am this morning, panting, sweating, but incredibly cold. Immediately i felt the other side of the bed, hoping She was there...but as...
Part Two of the "Love Letters to my War Hero" series.© My darling lucille, It, too, saddened Me to be apart on Lover's Day. This was the first one where W/we were not together. But, at least, your letter did put a smile on My face. Such a good whore you are to Me, darling dear! As always, thank you. If I could be with you right now, I would reward your th...
You know his name. Of course you know him. All of America knows him, or thinks they do because he's in their homes once a week, at least. My claim to fame is that only I know him inside and out, through and through. So why can I say what I just said, about America's favorite comedian and writer? Because he owns me, and won't let me leave. There. That's Jay...