My name is Richard Peter Johnson. Yeah, I know already. Three 'dick' names. It's kind of appropriate though. I should start at the beginning. It makes the whole thing easier to understand. In the early 90's my mother came to Hollywood from Wyoming to make her fortune working in the movie business. She was really pretty but couldn't act very well. Soon she...
(This is not fiction or fantasy. It is a true accounting of what happened to me last Valentines Day. Even if you think it is fiction, I think you will enjoy it. I would enjoy it if it were about someone else and not me!) I can't help but think of Valentine's Day last year, a day that forever changed my life. In the weeks leading up to that day my wife Ama...
Walking in the rain by the embankment in London at Christmas, when the city's commuters have all gone home and deserted their glass and steel office buildings, they leave the square mile feeling like a ghost town. The only thing to comfort the passing traveler is the occasional homeless "Big issue" magazine seller braving the cold as unlike the many stranger...
It had been a long, slow, dark and cold winter. He was, as always at that time of year, somewhat depressed by the lack of sunlight. He longed to be somewhere warm, somewhere bright, and, most of all, in a place where he could be dominated by a cruel and demanding Mistress. He knew he was a walking talking cliché. The overweight office drone with dreams of...
It took two weeks for the cane marks on Sue's behind to fade. This was not surprising after what had taken place in the headmasters study at the school reunion. Not only had Sue been soundly thrashed, she had also been thoroughly fucked by her old headmaster. All of which had happened while John, her husband had looked on, and at some stages taken part. Ther...
Note: This is the first chapter in what could turn out to be a much longer story if the readers would like to hear more. Please feel free to send feedback. I enjoy hearing from you. As always, votes of 5 are greatly appreciated. – DD. Michael sat alone in his office on a Friday evening. He was finishing up a proposal for a big sales pitch on Monday and didn...
** a big thank you to my editors Truegent_lady they have been wonderful in helping me get this story ready. There was a knock at the door. "Be there in a moment!" Janette's voice echoed down the hallway from the kitchen where she was busy preparing dinner for herself and her daughter Paige. As she opened the door, she was greeted by a middle aged woman no...
Dear Shoeblossom: On my eighteenth birthday, Ms. Sandefur summoned me and forced me to perform between her legs, and came wetly on my face, telling me that she'd taught me a valuable skill. Who knows? After I left school and started at Balloil College, part of Oxford University, I had a nice allowance, and began seeing a professional dominatrix, Moira, and...
*** Leif was furious with Lynne. He walked out of the department store, tears stinging his blonde lashes. The root of his tears was frustration with Lynne. He stormed across the parking lot of the open-air mall, looking or a kiosk to find a bar. He just didn't get it. Lynne got off on him babying her, and protecting her! She loved him to baby her, read he...
Amanda sat straight up in bed again. Her body was covered in a sheet of sweat that drenched her hair and soaked her thin t-shirt. The fabric clung to her tight tone form displaying her rock hard nipples through the fabric. For the fifth time in as many days she peeled the top off to search her skin for the marks and evidence of last night's abuse. Again her...