***Hello all! Please note the category as it might help you avoid this story before you start reading it if it's not within your tastes. On that note, this story also has elements of Mind Control, NonConsent/Reluctance and a little Exhibitionist & Voyeur. If these are things you might enjoy, then I really hope you like this story. The "juicy stuff" starts a...
Author's Note: Welcome to the seventh chapter of the "true" story of Xena and Gabrielle. You will find this section extremely subtext-friendly. If two women showing their love for one another and having kinky sex is not your cup of tea, please find another story you'd like to read. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the series, ye...
The best thing about the neighbor's pool wasn't that it was the biggest on the block or that it had a brand new heating system, but that Barbara Hamilton owned it. Now that summer had come and her husband had gone, it was time for Barbara to make the most of the warm weather. She lay face down, sunbathing on her raft. Thirty feet away, a shutter clicked. St...
Jessica Robinson blamed it all on Brexit of course. The twenty two year old had never known hardship in her young life until this wretched saga of the UK leaving the European Union changed everything. Brought up the daughter of an electric car dealer, the slim blonde had been spoiled rotten by her loving parents. Schooled at the exclusive Burgess Hill Boardi...
I submit this work in the form of a dialogue relating to censorship and bigotry, an all to common occurrence in the workplace and our lives. * "You can't put that up in here Sonny." "What?" "That! It's a piece of filth 'init. You can't hang that up in here." "Want to watch me? This work is part of the exhibition." "I don't care if it's part of the blee...
My name is Rosalina Akua of the Zaille kingdom. I am a royal summoner under the royalty's command. When I was in training I was told keep a chronicle of my life and my day to reflect if I had existed proper to the codes of honor. Many of my fellow trainees assumed it was just idle work so we wouldn't cause too much fuss every day. I tended to agree with them...
Note: This is a story that I lived through. Some names have been changed, some have not. I tried not to embellish. If well received, I'll convert more of my diary entries from that time to story format for your enjoyment. Many thanks to sr71plt and hfernandez1983 for proofreading the story and for providing advice. ***** This story requires a bit of ba...
First let me start by saying I'm not a pervert, and yet I'm not a prude! That being said let me tell you the story of how my family has grown a lot closer. About two months ago, I finally came to my senses over the death of my wife, Sarah. My daughter, Beth was able to come home for two weeks after my wife died. We were able to spend some quality time toget...
(It was late autumn of 1960 and I, David Shaw, was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been detained by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for being an alleged 'Peeping Tom' in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. There were 120 girls registered at the school. Clearly I...
Chapter 07: To Pee Or Not To Pee "Okay, big boy. Time to come down," I said, uncoiling the ends of the rope. I lowered him before unlocking and removing each wrist band, then bent down to unlock and detach each ankle cuff. I dropped my tools and had joeie pick them up to put them in their proper places. joeie soon returned to me to stand in silence, save fo...