That day, Friday, was a busy day for quite a few people at Hanson House. Just before lunch Jasminda had presented herself at the main administration offices. Having been summoned without explanation, the young Filipina hoped that nothing was wrong, that she'd not committed any infractions. Perhaps she'd fallen short in one of her classes? Being so tiny was a...
Author's Note: Although you can enjoy the story as a stand-alone, I recommend reading the earlier chapters in order to get the context of this story. If you take the time to read my stories, please take a few more seconds to leave a comments and/or a vote. Feedback is always appreciated. Enjoy! ------------------------------------------- I was riding pr...
Alluva Lovedrake was naked, glimmering with moisture in candlelight cast by two dozen candles crafted of violet wax. Her raven black hair was matted to her forehead, sticking to her slender, tapered back, but otherwise a mess of rich, hand-tousled hair. Her breathing was slightly elevated from her escapades of the night, which also explained the glisten on h...
Six months earlier. It was at a beach party that Jack was turned. Someone, an acquaintance, invited him and a few bottles, to the dunes on the South Kentish Sea front near Dungeness. As usual, he drank a bit too much, but he was sure afterwards, that his drink was spiked. Certainly, he had a metallic taste in his mouth the next morning and a monumental hea...
(the conclusion to "Marianne, a Friend from Germany") After making love to Marianne Witmershaus, Ian Abercrombie always pondered her level of satisfaction. Did they fuck because she somehow still believed that after nearly 20 years her debt to him needed maintaining? Or was the exertion between them refraction of her husband's infidelities? Marianne told...
Foreword: This story is a sequel to UNDER HER. UNDER HER is a sequel to CO-ED TANDEM BEER PISSING CONTEST. This story was inspired by reading some news article about a hospital in Sweden that treats victims of sexual torture by assigning them a sex surrogate to live with them during the duration of their treatment. I'm not sure if that story was true. And e...
I self-published this a few years ago along with Claimed by the Futanari. It is based on Anatolian mythology and the hermaphrodite deity Agdistis... * I graduated from Edinburgh University last year with first class honours in applied mathematics and had the amazing luck to walk straight into an accountancy job at one of the many prestigious insurance comp...
After "helping" at the Carvers' party that night, life for Lisbeth went back to "normal" - the kind of normal that was experienced by a pupil at Hanson House, being trained to be a submissive and a sexual servant. Lis had been disappointed at that. She knew she'd performed well for Lady Carver – the beating had left her bruised for days and Mistress Rose an...
***Talon's a lonely guy, but he's used to that. He's just not used to everything else. This happens near the old Colorado Springs airport. Well, it's old in this story since its been hundreds of years since the place had been used for much. Just a word, there is an element of, ... I dunno, horror, maybe in one scene. I'm not big on writing horror scenes,...
Saturday afternoon - what were they all doing? Dear readers: You may be totally confused by this story. If you are please do read the sequences leading up to Saturday afternoon following Nude Monday. Thank you! SATURDAY AFTERNOON – Parlour Girl When my Partner left her workshop there was complete, stony, silence in the room. She went out, hand in hand...