My name is Jan, and those of you who know me in real life know me as a professional woman, a wife, mother, volunteer in and leader of youth groups and every sort of school or church related activity, the perfect image of wife and mother. I am 46 years old, with red shoulder length hair that went curly with my second pregnancy, blue eyes that are striped with...
This story is a continuation of a story line that begins with "Michelle Finds Out". A wife is fulfilling her husbands fantasy of living in a relationship where his wife and her female family and friends control him sexually. There is no real reason to start at the beginning...unless you enjoy longer stories with more happy endings! Allen looked at his wife...
Note: This story is the nineteenth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous eighteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly r...
Note: This story is the forty-fourth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous forty-three episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I st...
Author's note: Let me again express my humble appreciation for all the positive and insightful comments and emails, and for the high ratings you've given my first real attempt at writing a story. It really does mean a lot to me, so thank you all. *** He met her unexpectedly as she was leaving the office at the end of the day. He wore blue jeans and a white...
It was a sweltering Saturday in July. A bronze Dodge Challenger raced down Highway 35 just off the east coast of Texas. Kelly Jones was just a little late for the company picnic at Rockport Beach. His girlfriend sat beside him in sunglasses and her long brown hair pulled into a braid. Miranda, she was called, from a strict Adventist Church family up north. R...
I took the key card to J Lo's room and headed back to the MGM Grand to wait on her. I kept running the events of the night thru my head and just couldn't believe how the evening had unfolded. I had gotten to eat the woman of my dreams to multiple orgasms and was now headed back to her room to wait on her. I went to her room and let myself in. The suite was...
"Don't be shy. Pull your panties down, baby boy. Show the man that cute little thing." He laughs, smiles at me. He's seated on the couch next to a man I've never seen before. When they entered my house I expected only him. I hurry to do as told. It's something that is part of me now. I never hesitate to do as he orders, dominant of otherwise. He owns me com...
Author's Note: You see, I had no choice but to write a sequel for "The Ravishing." My characters often speak to me in the quiet darkness of the night when voices that are otherwise silent awaken and whisper urgently in our ears. My willful little heroine complained … very sweetly, of course, almost shyly … that I had not paid the proper amount of attention t...
It seemed like I was going to have plenty of time to contemplate not only why I was experiencing such arousal at being treated like a helpless infant and a domestic pet, but time to consider my future fate with Kelli. Here I was, diapered and locked in a 4 X 4 X 6 wire dog cage with a solid plastic floor and a doggie bed. I tried to ignore the sensations fro...