It has been a while since Chapter One was published; it might serve the reader better if he went back and reread that first. ______________________ Oh, my God! I was waiting, hoping beyond hope that Henry would come home to me, and not spend the night with that slut. I was going to do everything I could to seduce him, to make him mine again, and then he ch...
The elevator moved pitifully slow, and the creaking and grinding added to the "charm" of the classic building that was probably built some time during the twenties. The penthouse office was all the way on the sixth floor, and aside from the cafes and shops on the first floor, most of the offices in the musty old building were empty for the weekend. The Jon...
This story is better than it would have been if CreativityTakesCourage hadn't edited it. A short, sharp one. Enjoy. ***** "DAVE, WHERE WERE YOU? Why didn't you show up for my wedding rehearsal? Mum has been trying to ring you since six, she's really pissed at you." "Really? And, exactly where is your mother?" "She's just gone to drop my dad, well,...
Chapter 3 "So, I've never had a hamburger before. It's not bad. Granted, it's a serious guilty pleasure for me, as a devout Hindu and all. Then again, as your slave, I'm here to please you and the gods will just have to understand, won't they?" Satya commented as she ate the cheeseburger that I ordered for her from the cafeteria. "Sorry, I didn't think of...
"You wanted to see me, Ms Johnson?" I asked peering around the door into the 40th floor office. "Come in, Mr. Plank." It was the first time I had seen Tiffany Johnson's office although I had heard that most people who went in did not usually come out happy. Still, the night view of the city through the huge glass windows that wrapped around the corner of t...
From her lounge on the patio, she could keep her eye on him as she enjoyed the spring sunshine and spoke with her sister on the phone. It was important that she maintained complete control over his activities now, because in the past, before she took over, he was just as likely to disappear to the golf course, or into the basement to watch TV, as he was to c...
In Which an Elven Servant Suffers a Succubus to Live in Her Home Chapter 11 *** "What? What's that look all about?" Lucy asks, with a well-crafted sort of obliviousness that almost makes me think she really doesn't know what the problem is. "This is a strip-club, Lucy," sometimes, the emphasis of the obvious is my only recourse. "Yeah?" "You are not fi...
My first two weeks in court have been a tremendous struggle. I have been kept away from Henry for about as long as I can bear - he had not been entirely truthful when he said that we had two weeks to discover how we had each changed in the past nine years. His uncle George has managed to keep us separate, claiming that I had to have my wedding gown fitted, e...
This story contains graphic descriptions of toilet activity and sexual encounters with a woman's sanitary pad. If this offends or disgusts, please do not read! ***** Many weeks went past after my amazing sexual encounter with 48-year-old Kerry. Given the illicit nature of our liaison, I had not expected it to continue any further as her partner had only b...
The heat of the Deep South summer had passed, along with the near-summer of October. The first cool spell of November had arrived bringing with it a blessed lowering of humidity and temperature to a level of comfort that Maggie could not help but appreciate. The summer had been tumultuous in several ways. Daddy had been called home unexpectedly to help deal...