Note to readers: This is a work of historical fiction. It contains what some may consider intense, violent or otherwise taboo subject matter. It is not an attempt to be historically accurate, nor to portray any specific culture or person from the past; but perhaps readers may find some scenes both familiar and enjoyable all the same. As always, thank you for...
This one is a bit different from my first series. This is about a young man that has some adventures with a few hot 30-40 something women. Please let me know what you think! ****************** Tim was quietly playing Xbox in his room, as he always did on a Saturday morning, when his mother knocked on his door. It was unexpected as she was usually out shopp...
All characters depicted in this story are aged at least 18, and all acts and events are based entirely on the imagination of the author. ***** It was a Wednesday afternoon during half-term, but even so the doctor's surgery waiting room was quiet. Apart from an elderly gentleman, two young women with small children, and a man who looked to be in his mid-20s...
Dynamic servitude: A Master to a Daddy A slave to a son Part three. The Master leads Cager's slave from the lounge to the bedroom, Cager's slave shuffling along on the floor on his hands and knees, his eyes transfixed on the tall boots. he sees the boots pass the threshold of another room and He stops, turns and sits on the bed. 'Look up slave.' S...
Several weeks after the Danny Disaster, when all tears had finally dried up and I was nearly my good old self again, I still hadn't stopped thinking about doing something different to try to find a loving, long lasting relationship. I just didn't know how to go about it. So I decided to put all relationship thoughts out of my head and just keep on going with...
Historical Note St Dynwen's day is in fact the Welsh version of Valentine's day which is celebrated on 25th January rather than 14th Feb. I decided to use this day as it gave me a bit of historical realism as the medieval world did not recognise St Valentine's day romantically until the 14th Century -- nearly 500 years after the events on which this story i...
The system had been introduced nationwide for all children aged 18. This was considered the perfect age - their bodies ready for tuition, but not so old they had yet been corrupted by bad ways of thinking of sex. The girls and boys were separated in to different classes; the girls to learn about anal care, the anatomy of the prostate, rectum, anus, how to pe...
The car drove through the huge front gates to London Girls College, parking itself in front of a large brick building with a triangular metal roof. Large blue metal letters above the big wooden doors spelled out "The Jane Marwood Hall". Above the letters was a large dark blue insignia with white letters on it reading "LGC". "Paul," spoke the voice of Miss S...
My normally shy wife Carol had reluctantly taken over my male massage clients after I’d been crippled from the waist down. Being jealous I drilled a spy hole to watch her and after weeks of straightforward massages a client exposed himself to her and asked for a hand job, which she refused. But our finances were so bad she obliged him the next time. Amazin...
Stars spiraled over her. There were clouds, towers of black diamond bricks, a mountain range, flags mounted on poles that reached the blackness of space. She walked slowly toward the were beast boy, naked with her full, voluptuous height. She was a grown woman, her blue eyes glistening in the dim light of the teal hall, which stretched off into blackness. H...