Sensitivity Training can mean a lot: Part 7 Meanwhile back home. While this can be a stand-alone story, still it is a chapter in the larger story. It takes place back home while Beercan (AKA Jason) is spending his first two weeks at the Institute. Beercan was sent Sensitivity Institute of America because he had sexually harassed one of his employees. His b...
There is no other when I record. You are the sole focus of my attention. For 10 years I've been doing this and when I get feedback about 'your Mistress is lucky' or 'your Good Girl is lucky to have someone like you' you have to understand I'm single, I've always been single throughout the entire recording periods. For those brief moments when I talk to you,...
I have to apologize for not having this one up sooner. I sent it to my editor and it was done a few days ago, but I've had quite a bit of crap going on in my life lately. I just haven't had a free moment to post it until now. So, I am sorry that it took a little longer then I intended to get this one up. With that said, I hope you enjoy the finale. There wil...
Amanda had thoroughly enjoyed her life since graduation. With her outstanding academic performance, she'd easily landed a well-paid job in a big firm and soon had herself a new car and a big bank loan for a small townhouse. She'd been able to stay in the same city, which was good because she wasn't far from family and friends. As an active, trained sexual su...
Author's note: This is version 3. I went back once to edit inconsistencies/continuity errors and really embarrassing editing mistakes, and now I've edited it so I don't have to retcon later on. I wrote the first of these purely as a one-off satire, then it grew while I wasn't looking. I've now worked out the rules of the world properly, so here's another ed...
Simon arrived after dinner, on the first Wednesday in June, in the middle of his 20th year, as instructed. He had had a long journey by train from Edinburgh, in a hot overcrowded carriage, and was relieved to find the local train from Bristol to north Somerset much cooler and with plenty of seats. He chose to walk the last three miles from the local branch l...
Lourdes gritted her teeth as Solomita pressed the end of her Newport Full Flavor cigarette to the edge of her lover's clitoris. Lourdes was a non smoker, but endured much from the cancer sticks of her various dominants... Lourdes's nipples were severely clamped with Victor rat-traps, quite heavy, and she was a comic sight as the traps wavered, on her small...
Author's Note: This story draws heavy inspiration from the Mailgirl stories penned by Seahawk76 and lizstanton8181. The original Mailgirl concept, of course, was originated by Cambridge Caine. I have decided to attempt yet another spin on naked girls running around office buildings, so the settings and characters in this story are original and my own. The p...
It was a hot, hot summer day. Not a cloud in sight and nothing but a rich blue sky. And the sun. The huge golden sun, beating down on David's back. The sun often looked a lot bigger on days like this. Many farmers and manual laborers would be able to attest to this, but David wasn't farming or working at all. In fact, as his back began to perspire and he fe...
After peace was settled, every monster girl race was free to commit their mischief and kinks. Such was the time of dark elves, after the peace treaty was signed, who could pursue their arts and culture, as well as indulge themselves in pleasures of the flesh and their little joys of plantation life. Plantations and mines would be worked by other monster g...