This is the back story for The Casanova of Juno Terrace series. If you would rather skip ahead to the action, proceed to Chapter 1. ********** In the early 1980s, Delia Polo became famous as an author and motivational speaker for women in adverse conditions. She had contracted AIDS from her husband who had been cheating and sleeping around. She had amassed...
I knew it wasn’t going to be a good night when I got a flat tire on the way to rent a movie. I live outside a small town, and it’s a 10 minute drive along fairly unpopular country roads to get to town, and as such, it was obvious that no one was coming along any time soon, so I’d better roll up my sleeves and get to work. “Now is it every other bolt or ever...
Later I awoke, sunlight streaming into the bedroom and my arm snaked across to touch you. I grasped and only got a handful of tousled bed-covers. You're gone! I'm alone in your bed. I push back the covers and....... I have that morning fever lads get as they awaken! An erection! Why does it always do that? I need the bathroom! Mebbe a cold, damp cloth might...
Standing atop Gotham City Police Department, Jim Gordon couldn't help but pull his large coat tighter around his body, The harsh wind and rain causing him to shiver as his right hand pulled down the lever to the bat-symbol, his left placing a cigarette between his lips and sucking softly, his face light up from the glow of the tip of the cigarette. The last...
It was a calm moonlit night that found Froyo Faggins and his gardener, Sodomise Bambi, together under a huge and ancient oak tree. Together they had braved many dangers, and it was only now that they were realizing that there were other feelings to be acknowledged other than those of brotherhood. There had been soft forlorn looks exchanged, and just that mor...
As he worked the sturdy oars once again, I sat demurely in front of him this time, utterly cowed by the power of him. I bought him with my money, but now it was he who owned me. I studied the great muscles for perhaps the hundredth time. The disc of his bicep was pumping with each stroke, my eyes widening appreciably in time. But somehow I tore my gaze fr...
Sandra woke first. She slipped out of the bed. It was strange to be able to move without Mary in tow. It seemed like she had always been chained to Mary. Sandra went into the bathroom. She dialed in her bath. Sandra set the water temperature high. Sandra loved to be cradled in hot water. Sandra was reminded of her love making last night, when she slipped in...
Note: This story is the thirty-fifth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous thirty-four episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I st...
This is going to be the start of my new life, Sandra said to herself as she walked towards the large office building for her first interview in nearly fifteen years. She was beginning to get nervous as she approached the revolving front door. Her husband had died about a year ago, and she felt it was time to get a job and make her own way in the world. She...
Note: This story is the forty-second installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous forty-one episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I stro...