This story deals with characters over 18 years old. It does concern bodily functions to the extent that it features panty inspection for staining. ***** For Barbara, reflecting on her life as she drove home from her last class of the week Friday afternoon at the local college, home had become less than pleasant since her father had remarried following the...
Once again, this story involves bodily functions and much humiliation as well as some spanking and hints of potential incest, so if any of those things offends you, read no further. ***** Malinda was still amazed at how things had developed with her 42-year-old stepmother, Karen, ever since Karen had shocked the 25-year-old by following through when Malind...
This story does refer to bodily functions. If this offends you, read no further. All characters are 18 or over. ***** Maureen Kent had never thought twice about spanking her son and daughters, now that they had moved back into the family home. The eldest, Donna, had graduated college and at 24, had landed a good position in an up-and-coming venture capital...
When my Statistics class drew to an end, I raced out of the room while struggling to keep from crying. I'd never gotten anything less than an 'A' on a test. And my very first quiz in my Freshman year at University I'd bombed with a 'B'. I was devastated. As I dashed down the hallway, I passed a bulletin board and a pink slip of paper caught my eye. It was h...
Rising out of bed, Penny had a slight hangover from the night before. As she came to her senses, her eyes adjusting to the daylight, she remembered what had happened the previous evening and blushed thinking back to the things she did. Instinctively, she got up to look in the bathroom mirror. She gasped as a dull ache shot through her ass up her back, and sh...
This story is not textbook bdsm. There are no chains, whips, blindfold or leather. Instead it's about loving emotional control, which I find more intriquing. It may not be to the taste of some bdsm purists as it offers a different form of control. * Neither of them addressed but it was obvious there was a change in their relationship. They were warmer, mor...
Curing Cynthia's Monthly Misbehavior: Imposing Periodic Punishment I was getting tired of Cynthia's whining and of her leaving the place in a mess every day. You know how you just get totally riled when something stirs you up every single day and there's no way to let the steam out? I was getting to that place amazingly fast. Today I left work early and af...
I have a new car. She's a sweet little number with all mod cons. Inbuilt phone, dash cam and rear view camera, automatic parking, all the latest goodies. Fully insured of course, because I am quite sure that when I go out some Sunday driver in a twenty year old four wheel drive is going to rear-end me. A nice thing about modern cars is that they're hard fo...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. INTAKE Joey Peckerwood's hands shook as he pressed the doorbell to Aunt Beatrice's house. The place was being renovated. That much was clear from the piles of dirt in her front yard. The backhoe was idle today, this being the Sabbath. Joey's index finger was still shaking as he pressed...
It was a bright night with clear skies and a near full moon. The park's dense trees screened out most of the light, but Barbara could still see clearly after her eyes adjusted. Running on electric, the police cruiser was nearly silent. Keeping the lights off, she glided over the narrow park streets like a ghost. She had worked a big city force for a while,...