Trust Fall Book One of The Trust Trilogy Tess Quince Chapter Eleven I'M THINKING ABOUT LOVE. I love Danny of course. I'm his mother. He's part of me. He gives me joy and brightens my day, but even if he didn't, I'd still give him everything he'd need. I'd still love him. I'm dedicated to him and his growth as a boy and someday as a man. I'd give anyth...
"I finally know your secret, bitch," Landon Cadbury said to himself as he looked at the Profile on the Ottawa Back Pages. The leather-clad, blonde-haired woman appeared to be in her fifties, wielding a whip and stroking a strap-on dildo. The message advertised the services of Mistress Lorna, supposedly the top Professional dominatrix in the Ottawa capital re...
2044. Year 4 of the male voting ban. The students depicted here are seniors and all 18 years of age. Miss Lucy Phillips tapped her pen happily on the desk. She had just finished her marking of the seniors and the trend was evidently continuing. Girls were beating the boys. All female grades were up. Even in these young girls, the female power unleashed by...
Born in the City of Ali Sabieh, Republic of Djibouti, to a strict Djiboutian Muslim family, Bilal Elmi moved to Ontario, Canada, at the age of nineteen in 2013. Fast forward four years and he was a new permanent resident of Canada, a graduate of Algonquin College's Applied Business Programme, and the co-manager of a Second Cup restaurant in downtown Ottawa....
Jefferson was in a quandary. He lived in a very corrupt city with a very corrupt court system and he desperately wanted to get back to law school so he could have his law license, have his degree, and make an ass out of all those who had mistreated him, doubted him, conspired against him to deny him his rights, conspired against him to take away his future....
Chels couldn't keep away from Twitter thanks to the literal war that was going on about her and her fellow women online. She clicked on the photoshop window she had open on her second monitor. There was a picture of her -- marble white skin, short, dyed pink hair, skinny, heart-shaped face -- that she had added text to. She couldn't believe that in this day...
It's mainly when I sit at Uni. The stress of studying means that I want to do anything but study, and then my mind turns to sex. The type of lust I feel can only be cured by sex. Masturbation alone is never fulfilling, so that means that I am always unsatisfied. The feelings that I feel writing stories like this, semi-autobiographical, except for details t...
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The worst part about waking up after having been knocked unconscious is the realization that you don't know where you are. Well... maybe the splitting headache. Or the harsh ringing in the ears. But the not knowing where you are is at least one of the three worst things about getting knocked unconscious. Tommy currently didn't know where he was. He knew h...
CH. 2 :HUSBAND , BEND OVER & PART THY NETHER CHEEKS !!! Her ringing , humiliating command was heard all over the field “Husband, bend over the Punishment Table, bare thy delectable, horny bum & part thy nether cheeks for Thy Royal Monarch’s Pleasure !!! Immediately!!! Do it now, boy !!!!” The sweet girlish voice, the Commanding tone, the embarrassing Orde...