Megan and Sophia sat in slack-jawed silence across from Andrea and Lea trying to process what Lea had just told them. "So let me get this straight. You own this place," Sophia said slowly as she looked around the living room, as if to make it extra clear which place she meant. "Yeahuh" Lea said nodding her head quickly forcing her to push her black rimme...
The characters in this story are consenting adults. St. Ann's School exists in the imagination of two creative lovers. If you enjoyed reading these characters as much as I enjoyed writing them, please leave suggestions for what you'd like to see them up to next! ***** -The Headmaster- "WHAT am I going to do with you, Miss Connolly?" I sighed heavily as I...
Megan was still asleep, and I had been watching her for nearly twenty minutes. Her blonde hair cascaded in waves over the pillow and her face was peaceful and content. I smiled as I watched her breathing, her chest slowly rising and falling in rhythm with her breaths. The sheet had fallen down around her waist, leaving her chest exposed. I slowly moved my ha...
Megan struggled to make it to the end of the hallway while balancing the full breakfast tray. Not only had adding her captor's desired amount of creamer brought the coffee's level to the brim of the mug, the chain linking the leather cuffs on her ankles only allowed for about 18 inches of movement. It also would have been easier to hold the tray by the edges...
Author's Note: I wasn't sure if I was going to continue with this story for a few reasons, not the least of which is that it's a little outside of my comfort zone, but enough people have requested the next chapter that I felt I should. There are still plenty of chapters left to write if people continue to show interest. Please note that this story covers a...
Lea got her first computer when she was three. Her dad thought it was a good thing to spoil a kid with because unlike almost any other expensive toy a three year old might want, it might just spark something that would lead to good jobs in the future. The mass automation of human labor was just starting to make itself felt by the time Lea was born and it was...
Jacquelynne, a few minutes earlier My phone's insistent ringing roused me from a numbers-induced trance. Sometimes I wonder if I wouldn't be happier at one of those enormous math think tanks where I could wallow in numbers, only to come up for air to eat and sleep. Curiouser and curiouser. The number looked familiar, but no name flashed from my contacts....
"You should have told me you were coming." Anitha said reproachfully. "I would have taken leave, nuh!" "I thought of that. However, I was more focussed on watching the expression on the Cockroach as he saw me suddenly at the door. God! It was hilarious." "We can watch it again, you know. I have cameras everywhere." "Maybe later, I need some food first."...
Sunday, July 6, 2014, And just a little bit more I came into the living room and found her, again, sitting in front of the TV, but this time watching children's cartoons. I'd woken up in my bed, nude, freshly bathed, and with my hair done. I not at all clear on what happened after Penny helped me out of my office. I firmly put aside any thoughts that she m...
I saw that bitch again on New Year's Eve. She went in and out of my view as the mob shuffled back and forth in a mysterious non-rhythm. Waitresses in tuxedo tops, short skirts and fishnet stockings swam through the crowd like sharks through a school of guppies, carrying champagne bottles atop ice buckets, atop black trays. Dressed in a latex mini-dress, her...