This is my first effort so all comments are welcome. Perhaps the first of a trilogy. A special thanks to Aisie Lynn, my sage. Third Mistake A Charm? Her scarlet nail polish shown in glossy grandeur through the white ultra-sheer toe stocking as Ann slowly pulled it up to the white lace garter belt, fastening it snuggly. Of course, the country club was no...
After his gesture of acceptance of Mary's complete control of his sexuality she asked him for his ideas for a formal ceremony or ritual they could perform to make it "more official". David could only think of a written certificate that acknowledged her control. He envisioned it printed in script on fancy paper with detailed lines and webbing, like on money,...
Chapter 11: The Card Game I make my way to La Contessa's games salon where I wait patiently beside the card table as I've been directed. The other household servants are not put out by having a naked servant wander around the house wearing no more than a collar and a few leather straps. I get the odd admiring glance at my manhood from the younger, female s...
Mr Jamieson has arranged for his wife Sylvia to visit Mr Trumble, a professional disciplinarian once a fortnight while he is overseas on an extended business trip. Being a professional, Mr Trumble naturally writes to Mr Jamieson after each visit to report on Sylvia's progress. Below is the report from Mr Trumble after Sylvia's fourth visit. "Dear Mr Jamieso...
"Prolog" A shadowy figure lurks behind a large oaken desk. The light from his cigar burned brightly, but his face, shrouded in darkness. On the other side of the table a young woman wearing military garb sitting confidently. She spoke with authority to the shadowy figure. "Supreme Commander, Poshterim is ours! The Autocrats have fled, we have control of ev...
I am over 45 and to get a certain perspective, I am taking adult University courses to improve my general culture. One day, at the end of a lesson, my regular history teacher, Mrs. Clementina Maze, asked me to stay in the classroom to tell me that a specialized and renowned teacher coming from the Netherland, Mrs. Donna Karina, was in town and looking for...
What had just happened? Opening my eyes, I could see black spots invading my vision. Each blink brought back more bits and pieces of it, but my eyes were straining to regain their sense of sight. It took me a few moments to gather my thoughts again. Okay, think. Calm down and try to remember where you are... 30 canings. That was my punishment. I had been...
"Miss Hamilton. Please wait behind after class. I want to talk to you about your composition." A crocodile of chattering, pinafored girls make their way out of the classroom, their braids and bunches bumping gently against shoulders and bags. Slowly, you finish packing your satchel, leaving the incriminating Latin book out on the desk. "Come here, please."...
The Photo Album Ch. 04 Please read Chapters 1–3 before this next section. Midnight Snack Photo 1 Establishing shot: instead of kneeling on the floor or bench, or sitting in the chair, the debased MILF we're calling S. stands for the first time, her toned tanned arms stretched widely above her head and cuffed to a bar. Her long buffed legs are also attach...
Note: This is actually the third chapter in this series. The first chapter was called "Silent Submission." The title was changed because there are other series with that old title. I realize this relationship is different than what actually takes place among people devoted to the BDSM lifestyle, but it's a theme I wanted to explore. * It was coming up on a...