Laura packed up her things and left work. She slung her bag over her shoulder, and headed out door. Just like every other Thursday evening, off to the train for her ride home. The first thing to catch her attention was the limo parked right outside the door. The second thing was the man in the tuxedo holding a sign reading "Laura". "Can I help you?" she sa...
Her Butler Alternative Ending © Pat Annon 2020 [This is an alternative to part 4 of the story series, Her Butler. It is an exploration of consent and non-consent in a long term D/s relationship.] Jennifer was at his bedside when her butler died. "Complications following his stroke." Memories of a life well lived flooded the room as she processed his final...
Julie Mc Adams leaned against her kitchen table and sipped a glass of iced tea as she flipped through her mail. Between the T.V. Guide and the electric bill was an envelope with a return address from Phoenix, Arizona. Tossing the other mail aside, Julie took the letter into her bedroom where she sat down on the edge of the bed to read it. The letter was in r...
I sat on the couch in the living room watching the television. Well actually, the television was on but my attention was elsewhere. My husband, Kevin, was in the study going over the monthly accounts and every so often I could hear him swear or his fist thump the desk. "Why do I do this?" I wondered to myself for the umpteenth time, "Why can't I stop using t...
Christopher didn't mind being a lazy person. He rather enjoyed it… until his mother got a hold of him. Last week he had decided to watch a football game with a few college friends instead of mowing the lawn for his next door neighbor, Miss Anderson. Later that evening, Christopher went to Miss Anderson's house and attempted to convince her that he had mowed...
Julia's stomach fluttered as she laid the implements out on the bed. There was a method to Geoff's madness, making her lay out her own punishment implements. He knew it would focus all of her attention on the spanking to come. Wondering which he would use, if he would use them all. It wouldn't be the first time, and it certainly wouldn't be the last that all...
VIII Saturday Visit (This is a fantasy containing spanking and humiliation. If you do not enjoy reading this type of story please do not read it. It is meant to be a fun story) I rang the bell at Elizabeth Delany's home she is my 45 year old administrative assistant. I could hear her 22 year old daughter Cassie yelling: "I don't have to do as you say, I a...
That Saturday night had set the scene for what was to become a nightly ritual for the next 2 weeks. At bedtime Angie and Peter would shower, put on their pyjamas, and descend the stairs into the lounge, where Minnie, their landlady, would be sitting, either reading a book or watching television. By now Peter knew the routine. He would paddle over to Minnie a...
Ever since their first date, Jess and Sam had gotten along like a dream, although with them both having demanding careers it was sometimes difficult to find time to spend together. Tonight was one of those rare nights where they had a chance to go for a few glasses of wine together. "So I've heard some pretty crazy stuff about that school you work at. Is i...
I was addicted to the TV show "Boot Camp" in 2001. I've taken two incidents from that show and changed them enough to make them my own and write a story around them. I'm not a military scholar so I may have put something in this story that would make a military person scoff. If I did, I apologize. I'm not Tom Clancy *smile* But please do send me an email and...