Usually Walt hated visiting his suppliers, unless they were in driving distance. He disliked the time away from Rhonda, and the trips were never fun; he always had to bring office work with him, and he would end up on two planes in two days, sleep in a crappy hotel bed, and eat food he wasn't used to. Besides, most times if a visit was needed it was usually...
"The Marriage of Martin Hastings" is a tale of forced feminization and forced marriage. It touches the rails of many fetishes, dominance, and sexual activities. The story develops many twist and turns, and develops new characters as it progresses. I hope those who follow this story from this point on, will enjoy the helplessness and the strong determination...
[Although based on an actual survey carried out in the 1990s by a friend of the author's, this account is brought up to date and fictionalised a little for our special interest and benefit.] * Suzanne Interviewed in Manchester 18 November 2006, Interviewer: Hi, thanks for meeting me. How did you first find out about our project? Suzanne: I found you...
Author's note: Originally I intended to submit a story entitled "Homage" a tribute to an author whose stories I've enjoyed immensely. Because, I never got permission to use his name as my protagonist, I'm submitting this instead. It is a simple lighthearted flash story. No sex. No real drama. Beaucoup cheating, however. Finally, I believe I've kept within...
June 17, 2005 The cab pulled up at the entrance to our first floor condo. Disappointment was etched into my tired body. I got out and dragging my single roller suitcase behind, I started to my front door. I had my mental list of excuses, rationalizations and justifications all prepared for my loving hubby. I'd bang him for the next six weeks, every night. H...
Satish had been gone a few days and I had managed to find myself a suitor for most of the nights. On days that I couldn't find someone to fuck me, I would end up playing with my toys and putting up a show for the man in the opposite building. I think it was around the 8th or the 9th day that my husband called. He told me that he was returning home the next...
AUTHOR'S NOTE This story continues from the previous "A Juicy Story" Although this is a freestanding story you might find it more enjoyable to read the other story first. Like "A Juicy Story" It was written for a friend who thought it should be published. I leave for you to decide if she was right. I hope you enjoy it. I am deeply indebted to JuicyStarchil...
The catalyst for the paradigm shift in the relationship with my wife of twenty years was something that happened at the beginning of December - though, truth be told (as you'll see), there were several other naughty escapades throughout the autumn that really should have awoken me to the realisation that Carla was becoming the dominant one in our relationshi...
This story involves the after effects of cheating, as well as separation issues due to an extra marital affair. If you are offended with this type of story go no further, any comments criticising this story on the above points WILL be deleted. Thanks again go to 'Jill' -a friend - for first requesting my assistance, for her supplying the idea, plot and dire...
Jean and Jim Johnson were both products of parochial, conservative small towns in the Midwest. In those areas, right was right, wrong was wrong -- and nothing was in between. Of course, actions frequently differ from religious and moral beliefs, but both Jean and Jim were closer to the regional ideal than most. This was particularly true of Jean. Her father,...