Chapter 2: Ruth Visits her Neighbor (Authors note: There is a second version of this chapter, complete with some additional material, on the "Extreme" site.) Ed. Note: Extreme version to be posted weekend of 11/11/01) * * * * * After everyone had left, I took a long, hot bath and considered my plight. I was a stupid naïve woman, and still harbored some h...
It was pouring and I was soaked through my BVDs. The cold early autumn rain was not an excuse. I had to deliver my Intro Psyc paper, which was already a day late. Dr. Psyc asked me to drop it by his home. Knock knock kno...the door opens and there was Mrs. Dr. Psyc, barefoot, jeans, sweatshirt covering her hands. I tried to hand her the paper, but she took...
Almost a year later and Shannon is returning home after a fruitless search for Stan. This is the conclusion to Consequences-Shannon & The Promise. Edited by LadyCibelle with my thanks. Consequences-Shannon: The Promise -- Part two I looked out the window of the plane as we looped out over Lake Michigan before making our final approach into Chicago O'Hare....
It was a sticky Friday afternoon in late June. Paul, having just graduated high school, had a lazy summer sprawling out ahead of him before the start of university in the fall. Most everyone else had gotten summer jobs, and so except for the weekends, Paul had to entertain himself until his buddies would get off work. For the first few weeks he made do, gla...
As I floated in the pool I felt like I was in a dream world. I was in the pool of a client, I had fucked his wife and maid while he was out of town. I knew I would wake up soon, or would I? It was nearing noon, the sun was high and even after the big breakfast Heather (the maid) had fixed me I started to get hungry, maybe it was caused by the workout she g...
When I got back to our room, I discovered that Sasha had not yet returned. I took some time to organize my notes from my meetings and called my boss to relay the good news. He was very pleased at how rapidly the negotiations had progressed. "Great job, Hallie! We've never gotten this far with them before, until I assigned you." I had to take advantage of t...
Mrs. Heyward had given Rachael the rest of the week to recover and to study more. Rachael had spent the time re-reading everything. She was also allowed to visit the punishment and reward rooms just to observe and see some practices applied. She also sat in on a few classes. These were much more in her comfort zone, as the classes were fairly normal for the...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters herein are imaginary. All events described here are fictitious. All sexual activity depicted here involves humans at least 18 years old. Nobody is murdered. This story is not to be taken seriously. This is not a hot stroker. There is no detailed sex in this story, nor vicious cheating-wife BTB revenge, n...
There was a bow and some arrows out by the garbage in the alley when I came home from work. The bow was small, maybe two feet long, and made of some sort of pink plastic or maybe some kind of mineral; something I'd never seen before. There were three arrows in the little quiver, and they were tiny too, but perfectly straight and wickedly sharp, with exquisit...
She parked her car and stared at it. Tiny red house with peeling paint sandwiched between a vacant lot and a much nicer Tudor style. It surely wouldn't be the most horrific place she's gotten fucked in, but it wasn't a landslide victory, either. There was the apartment building with the leaky roof over the exact spot where Galloway lurched into her. Dining...