After my introduction to my new Counselor and one of her Clinical Assistants, my head was spinning with visions of paddles, canes, pussy-licking, butt-licking and more. My other head continued to throb with arousal, its steady flow of pre-cum providing a constant task for me to collect and lick from my finger. As if the events and revelations of the past...
- 23 - Jessica was talking with Julie when I got back up to my desk. Immediately they both went silent as I approached. Jessica spoke first, "I got to know. Please tell me because it is killing me. Don't lie or make something up, alright." her words seem to bubble out of her. "Did you have a...," she paused and looked around and continued in a harsh whisper...
An unorthodox experiment into sexual response concludes the trilogy. An hour later, showered and in a crisp clean uniform, Amy reported to Gooding's office. "I'm currently engaged in cutting edge psychosexual research, which could enhance the international profile of this clinic," he began, with customary self-importance. "Psychosexual?" she said warily...
St. Mary’s high school for girls has a long tradition of corporeal punishment. All of the teachers and administrators are male. Thus, when a young lady is to be punished with a spanking, paddling or canning, depending on the severity of the offense -- two males need to be present. For most girls this made punishment twice as enjoyable, two men to see their m...
Amy's life had settled into an enjoyable routine, mainly focussed on indulgent chats with patients and frequent romps with her newfound Filipino friend. Ditzy, without ever intending to be, she rapidly became everyone's favourite nurse and, since political correctness held no sway within these private walls, attracted many a friendly pat on her perfectly fo...
Shaima "Shay" Osman, born in the City of Chicago, Illinois, is, by all definitions, one of those young women with a bad reputation. Born to a Somali immigrant mother and a white American father, both of whom gave her up shortly after birth, Shay Osman didn't have it easy and bounced from one foster home to another. The City of Chicago was full of people who...
This story is not textbook bdsm. There are no chains, whips, blindfold or leather. Instead it's about loving emotional control, which I find more intriquing. It may not be to the taste of some bdsm purists as it offers a different form of control. * Neither of them addressed but it was obvious there was a change in their relationship. They were warmer, mor...
It was early 1998, a few years before terrorism changed the world forever with the attacks on New York and Washington. Air travel was safe and I gazed excitedly out of the aircraft at the vast desert below wondering what experiences awaited me in the year to come. As the plane banked to prepare for landing a shiver ran through me as I thought of my family an...
When I was 18 I had to check into an emergency room because of vomiting and terrible stomach cramps. After being rushed into a small room a husky, six-foot tall blonde nurse of about 30 strode in and glared at me. "Have you been drinking?" She asked. I had been drinking since noon, but I was three years too young to drink so I said, "No." The room swayed...
A few days later, Jeannie and I are kicking back after an afternoon of fucking good fun when the doorbell rings. Jeannie ran into the bedroom and I pulled on some cotton pajama bottoms. It's my house and I was feeling pretty good about nudity at the moment so I didn't bother with a shirt. I opened the door and it was Freddie. Freddie was Jeannie's friend tha...