AUTHORS NOTE: so here's the second chapter, a bit edited but still with the same direction. Comment please! I love the feedback, so please give me as much as possible! C8ER2U November 25th 1955 Wilbur gon have my head. My sister turned white as a sheet when I came back with the baby. My poor baby, her lips turnt blue out there in all that cold. My God, h...
Letter from the author: This story is about Female domination, humiliation and cuckolding. The main character has a small cock and therefore feels inferior. If this is not your cup of tea, please go read something else. For those who do enjoy that, please read on. Thanks to all those who commented on the last two chapters. Feel free to e-mail me feedback as...
Hello again, this is the final instalment of the Marblehead Max trilogy. If you haven’t read the first parts, I urge you to do so. Also I’d welcome feedback of any kind, positive/negative or indifferent. Please don’t forget to vote, but above all ENJOY. By the way, in response to a couple of queries, Marblehead is English slang for an uncontrollable erecti...
This story is a continuation of my first story, if you haven't read the first one you may miss some important details. I would like to sincerely thank Teloz for doing a wonderful job editing both my stories, I couldn't have done it without him. I have already started chapter three and it should be completed soon. I will keep them coming as long as people kee...
I I am—or was until very recently—a professor of English at a small but very expensive New England college. I had worked there for about 30 years—from the age of thirty—and while retirement was mandatory at the age of 65, I decided to take mine at 60 and devote what remained of my life to writing. One of the first things I decided to write about was Kaci,...
She scanned the lot again, aroused that she was aroused. A tired neon sign flickered in the darkness: Videos. Booths. It was a dingy little strip mall off a street filled with generic fast-food outlets, miles from home, which was exactly the point. No such thing as being too careful. She had parked well away from the entrance and its bright, overhead light...
CHAPTER SIX BURN HIS ASS At least the little bugger was clever enough to wait until I had showered and was sitting comfortably wrapped in a towel with a drink in my hand before he gave me the bad news. Nonetheless, I reacted with sufficient drama to put the fear of God into him. "Special detention! What the hell did you do, little man?" I exclaimed and...
It was a brisk morning in late December and Jamie was at his normal café, at the normal time, getting his normal order: medium black coffee and a bacon egg and cheese sandwich on a croissant. Jamie had always been one for routine and normalcy and if you'd met him in high school, he would have been the nerd. When he grew out of acne and learned how to dress w...
It's three o'clock in the morning, but I can't sleep. I've decided that I might as well try to get all my thoughts down about the whole Courtney Styles mess, see where I went wrong and...alright, I'll admit it, I know exactly where I went wrong. But I'm hoping that when I recount it all, something will occur to me that didn't at the time. Obviously, this is...
Prologue: I know its been a while since we've heard from Tammy, Carrie and Mike. We had a few minor issues to resolve. Be advised Carrie is over eighteen, and Tammy, though being dressed and treated like a child is a woman grown. Knowing that, I think its safe to go on. Here I am thought Tammy. I'm caught up in another of my husband's stupid little traps. F...