Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Brie Larson or Elizabeth Olsen or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. * Brie Larson was feeling extremely tired from a long day of press and interviews, which was maybe the worst part of her job. Of course this time was even worse, because while thankfull...
Daisy could not believe she was standing here; it was bad enough that she had spent the last ten weeks confined in the Punishment and Retraining Institution for professional women as a result of poor performance at work and her desire to keep her job in the longer term. Somehow though she had managed to maintain her discipline despite the deprivations and hu...
Anne brought the car carefully to a halt in Ralph's and Georgina's driveway. Unusually, Brian had agreed to take the passenger seat. Normally he preferred to drive whenever they went anywhere together as he was a better driver than a passenger. However it was New Year's Day and he'd had quite a bit to drink during the early morning festivities and Anne had i...
Sexslave Training Facility Inc. (STF) The goal of the STF is, that every single woman in all countries from age 18-45 are trained properly to obey men. The training is focused on wiping out shame and anxiety, so the girls can be naked, masturbate and fuck whenever told without being ashamed. The STF focuses on eradicating women in politics and replace them...
Author's Note: I am glad to hear so many of you are enjoying this story thus far. I started writing this when I noticed that very little scat content was being posted regularly and that there was a general lack of scat content overall, especially lesbian scat. I'm at a point in the story where I have covered a lot of the ideas and scenarios I came into thi...
Hi guys, thought I would tell you all about our second time at a glory hole in the gents toilet on the west coast of Scotland where we were living at the time. This was before we moved down to Cardiff for Bill's work. As is normal for me you'd better put the kettle on or open a big bottle of wine because it is long very long, slow to start with but I think...
"And that's when I told him to fuck off," Aralynn laughs, her black iPhone up to her pointed ear. The Elf was among a relatively small crowd of other city-dwellers, interesting in descending the stone stairs to the city's rather advanced subway system. "Has he texted you back yet?" Her friend asks, excited to be filled in on the details of Aralynn's love-li...
There follows a report from Your online sub of the assignment You ordered me carry out on the afternoon of Monday 11th April 2005. i hope it pleases You and that You realise that i am willingly Yours to do with as You wish in all things sexual. After lunch i took a towel with me for the car seat as You suggested and it was necessary if my skirt wasn't to be...
[This story involves bodily functions so if that offends you, don't proceed further. All characters are 18 or over.] *** This had been one of my best situations during my time as a governess. The two Grant girls were just challenging enough to keep me on my toes. But I hadn't needed to discipline either of them at all frequently for ages. And I realized th...
The only sound in the car was the soft bumps in the road and the anxious tapping of Arin's fingers on the passenger side door. He had been fidgeting all the way to the restaurant. Anna allowed him one more tap before she spoke up, breaking him out of his thoughts. "Would you rather turn around and go home? The world won't implode if we beg off a work dinne...