[This story makes much more sense after you have read the earlier installments. Those offended by bodily functions or infibulation should proceed no further.] * Jackson, now in the middle of the three weeks' re-orientation at the Men's Camp, to which he had been sent by his wife Eleanor, was surprised not to see Graham, who had been responsible for Eleano...
It had been a long year since Eleanor had been sentenced to infibulation of her vulva for that year. She still thought she had been punished very severely for her adulterous relationship with another woman's husband, but she also realized that in this women-ruled republic, women who disgraced their sex would be severely disciplined. The man she had been scre...
CHAPTER 57 -- A NICE SURPRISE Nguyet asked me last Monday short and crisp—using her full name again from her office email—if I was interested in another meeting with her. We had role-played that I was interested in the cookie-cutter houses her company was selling, and the first house viewing—our last role-play—had turned into a two-hour-long ribald rumpus,...
It was a Monday night like any other; a school night and the kids were in bed, the washing machine and dishwasher rumbled to themselves and he made her a decaf coffee before sitting down with his own tea. She was sat on one of the sofas, a blanket over waist and knees and her body drawn up. As she took the coffee from him, consciously or unconsciously, she...
Author's note: The Carter brothers' legend is a well-known piece of "fakelore" in the New Orleans French Quarter. Tour guides who tell a good story can get a larger tip by pointing out the home of the vampires who cheated death in Louisiana's electric chair and escaped from their family crypt in St. Louis Cemetery. I've been writing about the Carter brothers...
[This story involved bodily functions. If reading about those offends you, read no further. These stories may be read separately but do gain from being read in sequence.] ***** Gemma and I decided to go to the Weekend School for the first time when we were on a girls' night out and some of us started to remember our school experiences: the ones you don't f...
This story includes discussion of bodily functions including menstruation, so if you are not comfortable with this, read no further. All characters are over 18. ***** Lynn Owens and Marsha Jaspers arrived early for the second meeting of their introductory class for Women's Studies majors at their college, WS 201. The girls had been amazed at the first clas...
A dialogue Story Author's note: Master Robert and his submissive/slave/wife Anna give a dinner party for a few of their friends after which Anna tells them about the new rules she has to follow as part of an extended punishment for numerous transgressions she has committed against her Master. Their guests, dominants and their submissives, knew that somethin...
This is a nasty story. There's no love, no romance and little tenderness. The participants do not, 'make love'---they fuck. They do it in every orifice; there's ATM and fucking during menstruation. There is no BDSM, but the sex is not gentle---be warned. I was pulling HQ duty officer one night with an NCO I knew from Vietnam. He was a very sharp, younger th...
I couldn't ignore the sway of her heavy breasts and full round ass neatly packaged in the taut fabric of her clothing which clung to her without wrinkle, as if it were a second layer of skin. She was one of four women working in the darkness, carrying tree limbs and debris to the fire, as they were cleaning up a recently vacated rural property across the str...