It was an advertisement which changed my life. It sent me on an upwards spiral of pain and pleasure from which I never wish to descend. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Penelope Paulizter, and my parents had a thing about alliteration. Of course, if I had been the marrying kind that could have been ruined unless I had I married someone named Parker,...
Chapter 17 -- The Royal Estate As she exited the main chamber of the Central Courthouse, Criminal # 101025 cast a final forlorn look over her shoulder at her former Spokeswoman and her former housemate. That moment was just as she had envisioned, but she could not have foreseen how jealous the Royal House was of any contact between its property and the outs...
Welcome to my first story. This story is somewhat nonconsent, though that will change in other chapters. Though the chapters are somewhat short, I have the first three ready for publishing. There are elements of bondage and control which made selecting a category hard, so for now it's in nonhuman. I appreciate any comments! I edited this myself, so any and a...
Chapter Two -- The Dishonored Outcast In the Grand Duchy of Upper Danubia, all accused criminals had the right to a trial. Serious offenders, people facing either the collar or the death penalty, automatically were assigned a Spokesman. Spokesmen were court employees whose duties included trying to find mitigating circumstances and exculpatory evidence for...
'This, I'm afraid, is unacceptable.' A flash of panic hit Carrie. She felt mildly nauseous at the way this conversation was heading. She was going to fail; they were going to kick her out, and the past two years of study would all be for nought. If only she'd skipped a party here or a night out there, she could have been on easy street going into her third...
"It's perfect! We have to buy it!" Lisa was standing in the kitchen of the cottage. Her husband Mark smiled. The roof beams of the kitchen just skimmed his head. But they both loved the cottage, built in the 1600s and extended many times since, and they loved the small, isolated village on the wild Norfolk coast. House hunting out of London, they had stumb...
The first week rushed by, with me providing regular research for Patricia to work into her latest blockbuster, an occasional trip to her huge bed for a sexual romp, but mostly it was work, eat, drink and sleep. And speaking of sleep, at nights I often had to finger myself like crazy before drifting off to sleep and dreaming wonderful, erotic dreams about bei...
(This story was written for a friend to show her how cruel Masters can be. An effort to express that at times some may be abusive and disrespectful. This tale is purely fictional, any similarity to people living or dead is coincidental. Feel free to leave comments not only about the content, but also about the style and flow of the story.) * He sat quietl...
In the near future, prisons are overcrowded with convicts, the courts are full and the lawyers overworked. There is literally no money for minor charges and especially in the civil court people have to wait for years until their case can be processed. Because of this, the legal system gets changed drastically. The goal is to keep as many people as possible o...
Chapter One: The Peeping Step Dad I had just awakened with a middle of the night urge felt by many 50 something men -- the urge to pee. I, like many men my age, have developed a larger than normal prostrate, which wakes me up at least once each night. And since I am in the middle of a total remodeling of the bathroom attached to the Master Suite in my 20 ro...