Annie Cheng knew more about female sexuality than most could ever understand. It was the result of a chance encounter with the owner of the cruise line for which she worked. Quickly, she became addicted to the jarring lifestyle. She was a sweet, young Asian girl from San Francisco, well-mannered and hardworking. Annie's parents were immigrants and could ne...
Playtime with Tammy isn't confined to when we're together in my apartment. I had little experience with text-messaging before I knew her, but now I smile with anticipation when I see the little envelope icon appear on my cell phone. I hit the button and a message from Tammy pops up: "I lyk U lic me." It's enough to trigger the memory of her scent and make m...
**SATO** Ms. Sato had an unmistakable knock: three loud, sharp, evenly-spaced raps. Dr. Tanaka Kazuo, sat at his broad walnut desk, set his pen in its inkwell and gathered his papers with great aplomb, rustling them somewhat louder than was necessary and setting them to one side of his blotter. "Come in," he called. The door opened briskly - Ms. Sato tend...
Sub finds his perfect Dominatrix online. The only problem is that she's his boss. A big man, comfort while sitting for a long period of time had always been elusive. Glenn slept on an expensive mattress, had comfortable seats in his car, an overstuffed, leather recliner with lumbar support in his living room, and sat a on a cushy office chair when sitting i...
This is a satirical version of the movie 9 to 5, which very nicely satirized sexist male behavior. It's long, but it includes three distinct episodes. In this satire of the satire, the male is substantially more sexist and many of the woman appreciably more compliant. If that doesn't sound at all appealing, or if you don't like stories involving submission o...
To Ms. Jones' annoyance, Ian raised his hand when she asked the class if anyone had forgotten their gym strip. "Again, Ian?" The rest of the class snickered. Red faced, Ian nodded while behind him big blond Trent Larson acted the spaz, flopping his muscular arm over his desk, provoking hoots from his cronies. "Quiet!" Ms. Jones, in six-inch heels, clacked...
Note: This story is the forty-second installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous forty-one episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I stro...
* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (29 min/mp3) * * * * * Marcia Fischer, Head of Accounting, hated having to work late. She had always prided herself on her efficiency; if there was more work to be done than usual she just buckled down and got it done—even if it meant skimping on her lunch hour—and was out of the office at 5:00 s...
Disclaimer: I do not own Supergirl or anything to do with DC. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "No Kara!" "But-" Kara started. "I said no." Alex said firmly, quickly grabbing a magazine and curling it up, preparing to do something she hadn't done in years. "Hey, no fair!" Kara protested, "It isn't even that bad." "No?" Alex...
Alexander pulled up at the school. It was late, at least 8:00 PM. He had to work during the day so he was never able to come here during normal school hours. Actually, he had never even been inside. Just driven by it occasionally. But now he was here for a parent-teacher conference. His son's teacher had been nice enough to schedule this conference for after...