Her Butler Alternative Ending © Pat Annon 2020 [This is an alternative to part 4 of the story series, Her Butler. It is an exploration of consent and non-consent in a long term D/s relationship.] Jennifer was at his bedside when her butler died. "Complications following his stroke." Memories of a life well lived flooded the room as she processed his final...
My name is Jeff. I am a high school senior. I am in love. Let me tell you about one amazing girl that I have had the pleasure of knowing intimately. Her name is Jenny. She is a petite brunette with an absolutely gorgeous body. Her preppy outfits and white hair ribbons make her look like an innocent schoolgirl, but she has a body that just can't help but tu...
(This is Part 4 of a continuation of; Training my Stud Boyfriend to take dick! I am Belinda a coed and co-conspirator with Claire in the training of our boyfriends Michael and Carl in the ways of bisexual loving. Last time my girlfriend Claire and I purchased identical dildos and harnesses at the local adult store. Claire fucked her boyfriend Carl in the ass...
As is my habit, this story is the first in a series and is intended to set up the next chapter. I hope I've done well enough to hook you into reading the second chapter when it is posted. While this story is inspired by real events which happened many years ago, it is a work of fiction. Any similarities between any character in this story and any real perso...
The next round of trouble came when Olivia skipped her therapy appointment to do something with her friends. Olivia knew that skipping therapy unless she was sick in bed was grounds to get her punished. She called to cancel the appointment and thought she would get away with it, forgetting the release she had signed allowed Stephanie to communicate with her...
Kate hit the enter key with a decisive “what the fuck, why not” attitude. Tired of the single life, of being alone on the weekends, she had finally decided to try Internet dating. Even though meeting someone off the web was something that went against her safe way of thinking, she also felt a slight thrill at the unknown. Maybe she would actually meet someon...
It all began as Wendy Askew walked through her parents' game room during a party celebrating her high school graduation. Without warning, she was playfully yet soundly smacked on the bottom with a ping-pong paddle. The gentleman who administered the whack was Ted Weems, a friend of her Uncle Richie. "Hey!" Wendy cried in surprise. "Sorry, honey buns, just...
"So, Louis, what brings you here today?" "Well, Della, I thought we could talk about last night." "Fine with me. What's on your mind?" "Well, I asked you to marry me and you walked out of the restaurant. I'd like to know why." "If you're talking about the spectacle you made of yourself by knocking our table over while trying to get down on one knee, I wa...
She sits at the desk, hands above the keyboard. Her wrists are cuffed together, but not fastened to the dog collar around her neck or the belt around her waist. Her hands are free to write, and she has been ordered to write. Her hands are also free to remove the plastic clips biting into her pubic triangle, drawing her blood and her attention to her mound an...
1. All characters engaging in sexual activity are 18+ 2. No characters resemble real people 3. Enjoy the Fiction 4. Special Note: Love is love - be an ally ---- CHAPTER 4 ---- In the morning, I wriggled myself out from under a sleeping Serena to call off from work. I intended to spend the whole day, the whole weekend, with Serena. We had agreed to n...