Caught in the Web The Ache of Longing: A Sequel Don Julian Winslow * Sheila Goode was caught; she knew it. She agonized over it, fighting to keep her sanity, to resist that growing power that threatened to overwhelm her. But deep down, she knew... there was no escape. One day she would be called, and of course, she would go. What choice did she have? By n...
(Alien Opportunities excerpt) (continued from Alien Household : Chapter 1) All of a sudden he became conscious that there had been no door to this room. Everyone in the house would surely know what was happening here. Others of Urilt's wives, and a few of their offspring had been in the lounge room where he had talked to Braidt in so civilised a way only a...
In the morning, Celeste dropped him off at his apartment to allow him to pack some clothes for the few days away; 'Not that you'll spend much time with them one!' joked the spicy redhead. As he let himself in he found a laptop on the lounge table, with a note on top of it; a bright red lipstick kiss adorned the note; "This is for you; my new acquisition....
Scott wept like a baby as he was released from the pole and cowered at Carrie's feet, his position below her now confirmed forever and witnessed by the pleased audience of dominant women. He would now be made to beg to be her slave in further affirmation of his new and permanent position, suffering a further sweet humiliation for the pleasure of all onlooker...
The women now gave their full attention to the newly subdued mail; he would be like this permanently without the need for drugs within a few short weeks. Gloria retrieved some of the more expensive of the ex-owner's wine from a cabinet and the three stood triumphantly over Fox-Janner, who was pacified by the drug but able to comprehend what was happening as...
Gordon watched the pencil-skirted Penny strut into the house with her attaché case, drop this into a chair and strip. She smiled broadly as she returned across the lawn, naked, as though this were routine. Gordon's back stung like hell but his cock rose as even the scent of the three naked women took control of him now. The assertive blonde smiled down at th...
--This is actually the third in a loosely-connected series about the strongly disciplinary-minded teacher, Anne Smithers. It is not necessary to read the earlier stories, "Teacher Fails the Class" and "The Teacher's Own Discipline", although those who enjoy this story will likely find those of interest. All characters, including the schoolgirls in this story...
St. Mary’s high school for girls has a long tradition of corporeal punishment. All of the teachers and administrators are male. Thus, when a young lady is to be punished with a spanking, paddling or canning, depending on the severity of the offense -- two males need to be present. For most girls this made punishment twice as enjoyable, two men to see their m...
It had been 3 hours. Her friday class usually ended around 4:45 and she was told to be back by 5:30pm. It was now 8:30, her phone was going straight to voicemail, and he was beginning to worry. He sent her yet another text: "3 hours late. where the hell are you??" Around 8:45, he heard a car pull into the driveway. Moving to the window, he was releived to s...
[This story will make more sense if you take the time to read the earlier instalments. There's a lot of severe discipline and a good deal of focus on all bodily functions, including menstruation, so if inclusion of those bothers you, please read no further. All characters are over 18.] ***** Eleanor tended to work in spurts. Since she was truly a creative...