Note to readers: This series is a continuation of "Laura's Femdom Empowerment". You should read that series before this one. ***** Chapter 7 Female Led Destiny The next day was Monday. I couldn't wait to see Bodhi at work. I took one of his chastity keys out of the safe in my bedroom closet. I put it on the same silver necklace I was wearing in his domina...
This is my entry for the National Nude Day contest. I hope you enjoy it! + No trees. That was critical. Well, at least, no big ones. OK, nothing big enough to make me have to climb eight stories of spikey branches in my altogether. That was for certain. And not blazing hot or much below room temperature for most of the year. And not many people t...
Friendship and love, strange concepts Thanks to my friend Charlie who helped with the story and the editing This story is a little dated set in the seventies, so no modern digital equipment. As a young kid growing up I wasn't one of those kids who had a lot of friends. I had kids that I used to go fishing with, or kids I played sport with but we were neve...
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Man you are GOOD! From zero to bed in under eight hours! She's probably with Charlie now, laughing hysterically at how easily you fell for it. Won't say "fuck!" Doesn't emote when she cums! Only ever fucked one guy! — "He lapped it up! Man, is he gullible!" You'll never see her again. Crap. I uploaded the 43 best shots from the concert to Flickr and sent...
"You a juice-aholic or something?" Carrie teased as I slid onto the stool. "Nope, barfly," I grinned winningly. "Lolita?" "No, something more exotic." "Shirley Temple then." "Great." "Two bucks off when I punch your membership card, first one's virtually free." It was nearly closing time and SOL was dead. The orange juice in the tall glass was tangy...
This is the continuation of the story REPORTING. It covers the recent lives of ten women who reside in Houston, but focuses principally on three of those women. It is best read in conjunction with the background of Parts 1 to 3, but stands on its own if you as a reader wish to follow that approach. The story really is all about "WHY" and not so much how and...
Duluth Police Captain Mark McCluskey’s POVDuluth, Minnesota With the storm rolling in, the Chief had canceled all vacation and put the Duluth Police on mandatory overtime. I’d been working since noon, and it was now one in the morning. I tossed my jacket onto the hook on the door, and removed my gun belt and put it in my desk drawer. We were no strangers t...
(This story interlocks with each chapter so if you come into this story other than the beginning, then you may well scratch your head at some of the comments within this chapter. I've tried to make this a glimpse into the lives and lifestyle of three people. They chose to keep there lives private, isn't it strange how life never lets that happen.) * Frank...
There are words that I don't like. There are phrases that don't sit right with me either and never have. I don't like the word cunt. I like the word pussy. I'd like to take a vacation and spend a week eating pussy. I've never wanted to spend one minute eating cunt. The two words "pussy whipped" bother me. First it's the connotation. "Pussy Whipped" means tha...