Believes she's a schoolgirl Rose stood before her daughter squirming like an awkward schoolgirl. She wanted to ask something, but didn't dare to, in case her daughter had changed her mind. It was times like these that brought home how firmly her daughter was in charge. Rose had become used to her daughter dictating everything in her life, but sometimes it...
Madam Clara did not just have Lucy attend her 'classroom' that day; the soft ginger girl was made to stand in the corner facing the walls while other 'pupils' were brought to attend. Such was the wealthy woman's lust for her kink as the domineering schoolmistress, she had also paid for three males to attend her 'class' that day; each deeply submissive male h...
Author's note: This follow on to 'Where is this Leading' that was recently published. It might be best to read that first, but this does stand alone as an erotic tale. I do not apologise for using the same opening in this as I did in that. I could hardly believe it. I had never been 'into older men' yet here I was just a year after my divorce in bed wi...
This story is dedicated to the author called Madison018. Her stories are so fine that I decided to write this because I learned something about myself while reading her stories. I hope that she likes this one. I wrote it because I’ve been reading about Dom/sub relationships and am VERY curious to find out whether I’m a Dom or not. This is kind of a fantasy a...
Please read the first two chapters so you know who these people are and where they are, literally and emotionally. The Roof "Marian! Marian!" I heard a female voice call out, "Over here!" I crawled toward the sound, threading my way past red-eyed and red-bottomed women and the legs of men, one of whom bent down to give my right bun a pinch. I soon found...
Deep in the English countryside the little community of Southcombe is a place most tourists, too timid to abandon their satnav and leave the main road, drive past without noticing. Which is very much their loss, for this is an exceptionally pretty town, unspoilt by chain stores and burger bars, whose fortunate residents possess the essentials of modern lif...
I had always remembered Jillian as the giggling, dark haired girl that came over to play with my youngest sister. She was a sweet child and very polite. I remember that when she laughed she covered her mouth so no one could see her braces. Her hand over her mouth made her appear that much younger. When I was graduating high school she was in junior high. She...
Time flies and by now it's mid-autumn, 2 months after the initial fateful day when I first foolishly (but luckily :) dared to shoplift from your store. You've decided to postpone my 8th spanking session a couple of weeks until the end of October. While I welcome the relief to my regularly spanked asscheeks, strangely I start to miss my weekly session at your...
This is a continuation of the story "All in the family part 1". It will make more sense if you start from the beginning. ***** "Hey mom," Jodi said as we entered Mrs. B's kitchen. "What's for dinner?" Mrs. B was Jodi's mother. She was in her late fifties and had recently lost her husband to cancer. She was having a hard time adjusting to living alone afte...
The next round of trouble came when Olivia skipped her therapy appointment to do something with her friends. Olivia knew that skipping therapy unless she was sick in bed was grounds to get her punished. She called to cancel the appointment and thought she would get away with it, forgetting the release she had signed allowed Stephanie to communicate with her...