(Authoress's note: of course all disclaimers are still in place regarding characters etc. This particular episode is very XXX with pee scenes etc. However, I do know many parts of my stories will not appeal to all of you. I only wish there is enough to make each of you happy. To those who have given me constructive criticisms as well as those with praise tha...
Author's note: As absurd as the concepts of hucows and ponygirls are, I tried to take them quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow or a ponygirl and her owner, in search of what these admittedly strange fetishes mean, at least to me. Therefore, beside the tropes of the genre (kinky sex, humiliation and de-humanization), you will find the musi...
Some time has passed since Bonnie's visit in the club. During that time nothing spectacular has happened. Her daily ritual of being in position reciting the Standing Rules, occasionally being put in the Sensory Deprivation Box, sex with Him and shared with a few others were pretty much the rule but no big deal. He had sold His car and bought a Pick-up truck...
Cannes to Las Vegas a pony girl odyssey A sequel to Saddleworth to Cannes "What on earth did you want to go and do that for!" Daddy demanded as I stepped down from the podium, or what was left of it after it collapsed when I did my victory jump, to a faint ripple of polite applause with my Cannes grand prix winners gold medal around my neck. I had just w...
I love when I wake up before she does. To pull her body to me or under me and feel her naked softness warm against me. She's always cold and if I press close she will snuggle like a kitten, her body seeking the warmth of mine. Sometimes I wake her with kisses and caresses before I take her. Sometimes I coax her body into a position and simply wake her by sin...
Trading Stocks for Bonds (How Linsey was Collared) Her teacup chinked against its saucer. Not once, but five or six times in quick rattling succession. She was trembling and couldn't hide it. "I can pay you back," Linsey Altmell pleaded with passion. "You know I can net that amount in just one year. I did it two years ago." Apart from a security man blo...
This is a story about sexual exploration and, open relationships. Open relationships can and do happily exist; but they are not for everyone. If you do not believe it is at all possible for open relationships to exist without damage to any and all involved parties, please do yourself a favor and don't waste your time reading this. . Standard disclaimer—th...
Luke walked down the aisle of the barn, all of the stall doors shut, both top half and bottom half from the night. He was here early, he typically was in the weekends. There was a lot to do, especially because during the week he had to divide his time between his studying and his other job. He wanted this to be his full time job but he'd committed himself to...
Monday morning Sara, Shannon and I were on the highway heading back home to the ranch after a very good sales week at the rally. Nigel and his four girls were following close behind us in a separate van that they had rented to make the trip from the Twin Cities to the Sturgis Rally. Nigel's girls were going to entertain my cowboys for the next two days and...
"There, My Princess," said Sir Arrack, pointing ahead with one gauntleted hand. "Yonder hill is the meeting place." Princess Rhialla looked at the crest of the high, broad hill half a mile distant. She saw no movement there. "How far is the Hist village from here?" she asked. She was pleased to note the firmness of her voice, despite the anxiety which claw...