Authoress's notes: This is the fourth part of the story of Jaina Solo's transformation into Imperial Prostitute SX-51472. To summarize the story so far. . . After Jedi Knight Jaina Solo kills her twin brother, Darth Cadeus, she leaves the Galactic Alliance for the Empire, with her sometimes lover Jag Fel. Jag has just been made High Moff of the Galactic Emp...
--Part Ten - The Letter -- Following the day trip with Jonah, I limited my visits to once or maybe twice a week. On two occasions, Jonah was home. I no longer needed to bring coffee because little did I know; one of the items found in our box of garage sale leftovers was a coffee pot that worked. This little fact caused me a lot of internal conflict. For th...
After I pressed "Send" on the email to Les (who would hopefully soon be my wife Louise's new Master), the seconds ticked by at a glacial pace. It was already late afternoon when I sent Louise's contact information and weekly schedule to a man I'd only just "met" on craigslist. Soon, it was 5:30, and time for me to be heading home. But I didn't hear back from...
Please respond! This is my first submission and I would love feedback, positive and negative, so long as it is constructive. Thank you for reading my submission. * I doubt I was unique in any way. Finishing up my senior year of high school, just turned 18. Not a smashing success with the ladies, although pride compels me to admit that I have had my fair s...
I thought I she was a mirage. Temperatures outside the truck were around forty degrees and there was a cyclone brewing off the Kimberley coast. Here, on the side of the highway, was a woman walking northward. She wore sandals (not the best protection against harsh, sharp spinifex), shorts, a button up men's shirt and no headgear. A small backpack hung from h...
My wife Debbie worked at a large office complex where civilian contractors work for military weapons systems. Every year at Halloween they threw a raucous costume party with booze and dance. Debbie would tell me about all the office politics and romantic affairs. I often wondered if she was immune to those affairs she assured me were rampant in the office. W...
The couples shared an early morning breakfast together the next morning before being picked up from their cottage and taken to the processing center. There luggage was carefully packed into two vehicles. Tom & Jay's into one and Dawn & Chantal's into another. Once arriving at the processing center the couples were split apart. Tom and Chantal were the first...
All wives want to fuck other guys. That may seem obvious to you, unless you are one of those husbands who can't face that fact, and push it away from their consciousness. But they do, of course they do. Some wives don't act on it (though many or possibly even most do), whether out of empathy for their husband, or timidity, or a sense of duty, or whatever,...
For a time I used to live in lodgings and my landlord was a complete arsehole; but my landlady was just dandy. Pete and Rose they were called. Pete wasn't a bad sort when he was sober, but that was not very often. Even when he was drunk; which was pretty much every night, he was not too bad, as long as you don't mind dragging an overweight fifty year old ups...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2019 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. Some of the dialogue is assumed to be in Spanish but the meanin...