This is a work of fiction. Any correlation to real people alive or dead is purely happenstance. I hope you enjoy it. It has a familiar theme for my writing, older dominant women and a young male. ************** I was woken by Ms. Langford at 6:00 am the next morning. "Get up Daniel," Beatrice Langford said. I slowly opened my eyes and realized I was...
Bam! Bam! Bam! Jen jumped at the sudden noise, spilling her coffee down the front of her pale blue night shirt. "Dammit", Jen muttered to herself as she grabbed a kitchen towel on her way to the front door. Looking down, as she opened the door, Jen continued to dab at the front of her night shirt. "Here!" Jen suddenly had a little Yorkie-Poo dog shoved...
After putting away my folded clothes, courtesy of Mary, my mature neighbor, I laid down on my bed to think about what had happened. I had to lay on my front, since my bottom was still an achy red from my first spanking, also courtesy of Mary. I found myself alternating between the humiliation of being spanked and the excitement I felt now, an excitement that...
This story is meant to be humorous. It deviates from my previous submissions. It is not meant to be taken seriously at any level and it is not meant to offend any person, persons, or groups or behaviors of individuals or groups. The only exception to this is that of the characters within the story. This story is a parody, "a comment on or trivialization of a...
Daniel trusted. Brandi busted. Miss Conaway flustered. (This is the fourth and final installment in the Texas Heat series.) I behaved myself for a few days. It's not good for a spankee to get greedy, and anyway my ass needed a rest. So I settled into a tranquil routine. How was I to know that my brilliant husband would set me up for an extraordinary night f...
It had been a long time since Linda had a day off, but here she was home alone and bored. With a chance to flip channels without her husband home to hog the remote, something on Jerry Springer caught her attention. It was a demonstration of bondage and discipline. She had heard of it, of course, and even joked about it, but never had she seen an actual demon...
This is a departure from stories I usually write. There is no dialogue giving you, my readers', freedom to supply your own insights into their dialogue. The players are unnamed, there is no hint of where this story may have occurred, and no back story until a final sentence or two at the end. ***** My labia separated as his cock head pressed into me. My hy...
FOUR Matt left the shop, seeing that it was fully dark. He glanced at his watch, the digital dial reading 7:10 PM. He hurried back to his apartment, getting there at twenty minutes to eight. He went up to his apartment, glancing across to his neighbors darkened windows, then changed into his new outfit, slipping on the one pair of cowboy boots he owned and...
Chapter 21 - A problem, a question, and a solution The following day the reception area of the University Memorial Center was reserved for conferences and the visiting Danubian leaders. The university president, the governor, and several local politicians and union leaders awaited the foreign delegation, while Cecilia Sanchez and Cynthia Lee stood waiting w...
It was a rainy night, and I was home all alone. It was kind of scary, but I decided to take a shower. I undressed myself quickly, slowly running my fingers over my pink nipples, giggling and moaning to myself playfully. Pulling the shower curtain shut, I turned on the water, which was spraying all over my clammy skin. Putting my fingers on my vagina, I rubbe...