Having waved goodbye to George after breakfast, I returned upstairs. It was hard to believe the day had come although it still felt more like a fantasy. I took a leisurely shower as I planned my day. I was still unsure what to wear but decided a morning of shopping would solve my problem. The look I wanted to create was seductive, enticing, willing ... but n...
I arrived early at the stately house, with the sale sign on the front lawn that I had noticed earlier on. It was obviously vacant and there were no lights on so, ducking behind a hedge out of sight, I slipped off my panties and hid them in my purse. I was now ready to keep my appointment, as agreed, so I walked back on to the street. With ten minutes to go t...
I happened to be travelling to Baton Rouge for work and heard about a new casino that was opening that same week. Hurricane Isaac was just blowing through, and I called to see if they had any rooms available. Due to the weather, the reservation agent told me, they had lots of cancellations. I booked a king suite for three nights. I arrived and checked in, g...
Soul or How the dragon lost his wings Josef Baum stands in front of the mirrored closet door in his rented apartment fingering the fabric of his tailored jacket. He casts a critical eye over his appearance, noting the lines at the corners of his mouth and the fullness of his lips. Only his eyes could give him away. They remain the windows to his soul. Hazel...
James owed me, specifically he owed me one whole day of unquestioning obedience with absolutely no limits on my part. Naturally, in between, he tied me up and I really suffered for teaching him how to tease me so effectively when I had been a schoolgirl. He also tortured me with his tongue until I promised to teach him how to use my vibrators to the best eff...
The next morning, I'm awoken by the soft sound of Fiona's voice. I slowly open my eyes, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings, my sleepy brain struggling to process what I was doing waking up in her hotel room. It's funny, we'd 'slept' together many times in this bed but I'd never spent the night, never actually fallen asleep here before. A soft groan escape...
Dedication: This is dedicated to my Love, my Keeper, my Sir, Jounar. Every word was written with thoughts of him guiding me. He has lead me down a path of self discovery and acceptance of what it was I discovered. Thank you Love for being there for me when I thought no one else was. For lending an ear when I needed one. For making me feel like some how You c...
Copyright Oggbashan March 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. pink version 002 12 March 2003 ***************** The first time I...
(Femslash. Rory/Paris/Ms. Peters. Notes. This story takes place after my story "Detention". As far as I can determine Ms. Peters, the faculty advisor for "The Franklin" never had her first name given. Therefore I have chosen one for her. As always, the characters are not mine. They are the creation of Amy Sherman-Palladino and belong to the WB and the CW. Th...
My name is Jeff. I am a high school senior. I am in love. Let me tell you about one amazing girl that I have had the pleasure of knowing intimately. Her name is Jenny. She is a petite brunette with an absolutely gorgeous body. Her preppy outfits and white hair ribbons make her look like an innocent schoolgirl, but she has a body that just can't help but tu...