The room was small, but well furnished. There was the stereotypical psychiatric couch, a desk, a black and white poster of Sigmund Freud and one of Carl Jung stared at each other from across the room. A brace of diplomas were on the wall, and a bronze ingot lay on the desk with the name, 'Janet Ross, PhD', carved roughly into the surface. A young woman lay...
Chapter 2-Enter the Slave girl In came the Mistress's husband Master Thomas who is a little shorter than me at 5'11" but has more muscle mass and is built like a wrestler which he did in college. His salt and pepper hair give him a more mature look like George Clooney or Mark Ruffalo. It gives him a more commanding image especially since he keeps it short c...
When Jessica awoke around 11am the next day, she discovered herself lying down on the couch with a blanket over her. Tom was sitting across from her in his easy chair watching TV and sipping coffee. "Good morning, Tom," greeted Jessica. "I think I slept straight through the night!" "Morning! Yeah, you were out! Of course, I think it's safe to say I gave yo...
I suppose it had something to do with the fact that I am a cop, but somehow every woman I met seemed to think I was into bondage. It must be the cuffs, the uniform, and the billy club. I guess they all scream, "He's kinky. He loves bondage." Well, in my case, though not all cops are into it, they would be right. My current lady love is another cop. She is a...
I'd been out for a nice leisurely bike ride and was passing through the Bronx in New York City when the accident occurred. Jasmine, a name that mirrored the scent of her luscious body, suddenly popped out of nowhere in front of me and I had no room to stop. Of course I ended up knocking her over as well as coming off of my bike injuring up both—luckily it wa...
I'm a psychiatrist. My name is Dr. Baker. I was hired by Roy Channing of Channing Chemicals to treat his 21-year old daughter Darla for her inappropriate sexual behaviour. Darla had recently been expelled from college. My initial impression from Mr. Channing's description of the incidents which had led to her expulsion led me to believe that Darla might be...
By Aleq de Satyr Prologue My name is Octavia, Tavia for short. I am a 47 year old non-conformist Social Scientist. I was on my way home to Denver, Colorado, after attending a seminar in Santa Fe New Mexico, when I decided to stop over in Taos for a short rest. I am also a Feminist activist, sex enthusiast, educator, herbalist, and writer. My face is au...
A Marriage Which Was A Convenience For A Nympho! My name is JoAnn and I am a sex object! I had my first sexual encounter when I was 19. Perhaps a late starter but I suddenly seemed aware of myself! My classmates that year at college were a horny lot and, although mostly the same ages as myself, were very eager to have sex with anyone who was willing to part...
No one under eighteen, this is pure fiction, try not to confuse it with reality. Just a quick read. This could fit in several different categories. I hate categories, but I was forced to pick one, so I picked loving wives for the vitriol of it’s readers. It’s fun to piss people off once in a while. I wanted to do a BTB and a RAAC at the same time. I probably...
EXTRA TRAINING We broke open a third bottle of wine and I decided to ask Sue more about her insatiable appetite for sex. I was still fascinated by the contract between her day job as a respectable and responsible Head Teacher and her rampant nymphomania in private. She thought it stemmed from a mixture of a strict upbringing in the late 1950's to which she...