Authors Note: Everyone in this story is 18 or older. **** The Edgemont Finishing School For Troubled Young Ladies. The name told you nearly everything you needed to know about the place, although those words did a lot of work to hide just how tough the school was known for being. Edgemont School, as most people called it, had gained a reputation for turning...
"Time's a-rolling," thought Debbie, as she pecked at the keyboard of her laptop, trying to get started on some serious surfing. She realized her friends were right – at least in one aspect of their oft-repeated, unsolicited advice: She'd been divorced for almost four years, and, at the age of 39, it was time to get back into circulation. As a single mother o...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan June 2018 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ****************...
This story is basically a romantic memory as told to a psychotherapist. I have placed it into the mature category, but I will warn the readers that it contains a fair amount of bondage fetish and one anal scene. Chapter One "Annie is my 2 o'clock here yet?" Dr Janet Waters released the button on the intercom. "Not yet. Shall I send him in when he gets her...
"Are you going to book the tickets" she replied through email. He had sent her a link, Subject Line: Rope-Fun NSFW. The body cryptically said: "I think this might be interesting..." a link was provided and when she surreptitiously clicked it, she discovered that he was suggesting a live bondage stage show. The image and the thought of attended it excited he...
It was a morning like any other. The night before had been much the same. Yet, when you awoke this morning you felt something strange stirring. You twitched and curled up in your half-asleep state and felt something warm and alive. Fearful that something had crawled into your bed uninvited you shrieked and kicked at the sheets to find...nothing. Not a creatu...
Well, welcome to the High School of the Damned. We have a few things to discuss. First of all, your name. The first name you entered is your name. The second name is my name and I'm your...well, we'll get to that...but think of it as a guardian angel. So, keep that in mind, and if you need to change it, go ahead. I'll wait. Good to go? Okay. My name is Slut...
This is a story I wrote a few years back. It about a woman who is addicted to pain and knows that it can destroy her, but still seeks the blissful "golden cocoon" that lies on the other side of the pain and humiliation. Her addiction controls her, but she finds help from an unexpected source- her Uncle Jack and her sister Tracey. She also finds out that she...
Chapter 02: Surprises * * * Julie's aunt flew in from out west. She was tired, but concern for her niece helped to keep her going. She yawned as she found Julie's hospital room. She poked her head in the doorway and saw Julie lying in bed staring out the window. "Hi there, anyone home." Julie's face lit up with happiness. "Oh Aunt Nancy, I'm so glad to se...
You're a young guy in senior high having just recently turned 18. Most people hate going to school, but you love it. Each day you get to look at some of the drop dead gorgeous people who go to your school in the center of the city. Not the least of which is a girl in your accounting class called Katherine and your next door neighbor Rebecca. The schools medi...