If you want it, this is the first part of a story that's growing in my head. Might even be a 'proper' story, with a plot and everything! Started with the girl running and then worked back to why. Still working through the details of that in my head but the starts pretty much there. Not much to go on but you might like it. * The girl ran. Though branches...
I hear the ring of the bell and shiver, beads of sweat forming above my lip. I know immediately that it is the special delivery my Master has told me to expect. I go nervously to the door and sign for the box, take it to my bedroom and place it on the bed. I stare nervously, fearful of what I will find within. I pour a glass of wine, my hands shake, and my b...
Phoebe knelt before Marigold, trying to get over the latest pain she had inflicted. Only Mistress Marigold could think of turning a lamp or a light on and then removing the hot bulb and burning it against Phoebe's flesh! And of course humiliating poor Phoebe by introducing her, naked, to another woman. Phoebe's first dominant Mistress, Lady Ottakar, had mad...
She looked pure. Innocent and virtuous; untainted by the realities of modern life. She radiated divinity; the long white silk gown, clinging elegantly over her teenage torso, remained unkinked and unruffled in the bodice as she walked. It was exuberant: the skirt of the ball-gown style outfit covered by decorative ruffles. Her hair shimmered a soft buttery...
CHAPTER 22 I enjoyed Brian's writing although I thought it somewhat fanciful. Bella was in tears when she finished reading. "I feel so much for Adelaide." She declared. "Finding love with the man she couldn't have and yet devoting her life to him." She stopped and looked at me. "When we are married we must go up to the old house and tell them." I must have...
It was a most unusual change for the boys in the senior class at Hamilton Hall, an elite high school, when the Headmaster, Mr. Henderson, appeared in their class to introduce them to their new home-room teacher, Miss Linda Crawford. First of all, there had never even been a woman teacher at Hamilton Hall, much less one so young as Miss Crawford, nor did it s...
Dave hates noise. Wanting the noise to stop and wanting everything to be quiet, Dave just wanted some peace. As if her scream was meant for only him to hear and as if the woman's distant scream was amplified and played through a speaker in his ear, her scream was deafening. Assaulting his senses, Dave came to action. With the vision of a marching band and a...
A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Eight. 1992. (May.) Gerry, fifty-seven. While having a sandwich in the park before setting out on my journey home, I became aware of an oldish guy eyeing me up from the opposite bench. He pretended to be reading a newspaper but spent more time ogling my legs! He hadn't made a...
Chapter Two -- The Dishonored Outcast In the Grand Duchy of Upper Danubia, all accused criminals had the right to a trial. Serious offenders, people facing either the collar or the death penalty, automatically were assigned a Spokesman. Spokesmen were court employees whose duties included trying to find mitigating circumstances and exculpatory evidence for...
This story does involve bodily functions, so if you find that offensive, stop reading right now. All characters are well over the age of 18, and are over 21. * Marian realized that she had been going about adjusting to her new subservient life with her dominant daughter, Karen, all wrong. She resisted the diminutive Karen's bossiness but all it got her wa...