Spanked for being a naughty girl Janice decorated the spare bedroom with childish posters, and cuddly toys, then moved her mother in. There had been no discussion, no choice, mom had been moved in to a room decorated for an adolescent. At the same time, Janice moved into her mother's bedroom. This was so they could keep to their roles and not make mistake...
Master PC 8: David Wins a Bet Near the end of October, I made a road trip to visit with a potential client. I had hired an assistant but she did not accompany me on this trip -- I had her working on another project. So I was by myself. Normally, I would have gone on AFF to arrange for some companionship. Mature men with good bodies and 10 inches of working...
The guy kept looking at me. God only knows what possessed me to go to lunch at that fast-food joint—which I will not name because I refuse to acknowledge that I've even set foot in it—but I suppose a hard morning's shopping addled my wits. The riffraff that usually haunts these joints would ordinarily make me cringe—immensely fat retirees, male and female,...
"Welcome back to the Club, Sue. I've just thought up the most fabulous game for us to play..." *** Jean always went to the Club alone. She was not ashamed, precisely. It was just that none of them understood. She knew that Ororo, Betsy, and even Jubilee went there, but they were just looking for a good time. They'd bought into Emma's snares. Jean, she kn...
"I promise I won't go to the police," Heather said. She wasn't certain if Dana was telling the truth, but she was too scared to take the risk. And everything Dana said made sense anyway. Wealthy families tended to get what they wanted, even when what they wanted wasn't exactly legal. "Good girl," said Dana as she patted Heather on the knee in a motherly sor...
Normally, the brunch time rush brought with it a cacophony of noise that Ashley didn't have time to dwell over her current situation. The tapping of the metal scoop hitting the counter top to rid itself of the leftover beans, the metal register sliding shut, all of it helpful in cleansing her mind. When passive aggressive coworkers, sarcastically expressing...
Dear Reader, The Troubador wrote a story entitled How High a Price in March, 2003, about a man and his cheating wife. That is always a popular subject. Since then, other authors have written stories based on The Troubador's theme and his characters, Early and Susan Conroy. This is my story using the same theme and characters. It is a realistic story. Not...
Please be aware, this is a work of fiction, all the characters, places and events portrayed in this story are fictional and represents no real persons or places. The author, in no way intends this story to be a argument against established history. As far as I'm aware no creatures such as are depicted in this story exist, except in myths and legends, like o...
Writer's notes: - I exorcise fucked-up thoughts/concepts by putting them down on (virtual) paper. - I usually save likable heroes/protagonists for writing I try to sell. - I had originally posted this as Erotic Couplings, but reading it again afterwards, it really belongs in Non-Consent/Reluctance, hence the re-submission. Read at your own discretion,...
Grey had spent the last few hours preparing for the evening as the old women of Paris had once prepared to enjoy the performances of Madame Guillotine. The adrenaline that pumped through his veins had allowed him to feel every moment of preparation, rather than just experience it, and it was somewhat of an anti-climax that he was now approaching the house....