Duncan knew it was not a sign of age for a man with his long history to indulge himself in reminiscing. Still, sometimes he felt guilty to just sit and reminisce, remembering all the wonderful things he had seen and, more importantly, the people he had met. It hadn't been that many years since he made that early pit stop here in Ritzville. Lord knew he'd s...
Chapter 31: Small Talk Savannah didn't take long tattooing the back of Jeff's neck — it was clear that she was very good at this kind of thing, and she made short work of the design. Jeff had no idea what word or image or symbol had been etched into his skin, but he was too afraid of inviting Sarah's ire to ask. His skin was undoubtedly sore, but the coolin...
"You still have some Hollandaise sauce and hashbrowns on your tits, babe," I told Sonja, who blushed as she shoved them into my face. I ate the sauce and hashbrowns eagerly off Sonja's breasts, pleased that my new slut fiancee was that kinky as to offer them to me that way. She even giggled a bit as she did so, showing that she was still capable of cute, pl...
I want to give a special thanks to Tigersman for editing this for me. He did an amazing job fixing all my mistakes. Feed back is always greatly appreciated. ________________________ I heard the alarm go off but ignored it. Guess I forgot to turn it off last night. Originally, I was suppose to work but my boss called giving me the weekend off. About time,...
This is the eighth installment of My Journey. Although not necessary, this story will be more appreciated if you read Chapters 1 thru 7 first. Thank you to all who read my first seven submissions and provided feedback. All characters in this story are over the age of 18 years. _______________________________ "Since we're all together, I wanted to tell y...
All characters in this story are aged 18 or over at the time of the action. This story contains elements of BDSM, fetish and incest; and if you don't like these ideas, please read no further. To be perfectly honest, I couldn't decide which of those categories to submit the story, but as it is almost entirely about submission, BDSM seemed the logical place....
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = There is no way slave missy can win this lottery. This is the story of a young woman's conviction as a terrorist and what happens to her when she is sentenced to penal slavery. Penal slavery is not impossible. The Thirteenth and Fourteenth Amendments to the Constitution of the United States of America do NOT prohibit...
Note from the author - I'd like to give a big thanks to The Outlander and Gus Smio, for providing invaluable editing, assistance and advice. I hope you enjoy my story. ***** Ray had been happily married to his wife, Amy, for almost ten years. They were both successful professionals, living in a beautiful house on the outskirts of the city. In their profess...
Ashley was the latest adoptee, she was more than a cook, she had been the Sous Chef at a class London restaurant, where her husband also worked. She had no desire to return, which was a boon for the Hogarth club and the residents, breakfast was superb. Ashley had turned rationed food into a gourmet delight there were so many groans of pleasure that Roger al...
Contents Submission in the Algarve An immodest proposal Day 1 Day 2 Day 5 The second week Closing ceremony. Homeward bound An immodest proposal My wife came into the living room and placed a paper wallet on the coffee table, "Two tickets to Faro, two weeks in Sunny Portugal." We had been talking about taking a holiday for a long time, but...