Thanks to RickES for editing my story. I dream of having a ranch one day. One with huge acreage, animals, a nice house and stables. Only this wouldn't be any ordinary ranch. This ranch would be different because, instead of having the stables filled with horses, my stables would be filled with women. That's right, filled with women, on their knees waiting a...
It was five o'clock in the morning when Jim's alarm roused him out of a deep sleep and forty five minutes later he was heading through the lanes to New Farm. He hadn't got quite the same spring in his step this morning; there was a strong sense of apprehension, a feeling that he'd got into something that he wasn't going to be able to control. He just knew th...
Dedication This story might never have happened if it weren't for the help and encouragement of Miss Worthing's biggest fan. At each stage of the process I was never let off the hook, I was cajoled, encouraged, bullied, pushed and pulled until this story became the best it could be. Many of the plot twists were suggestions and, in a very real sense, this st...
Previously in 'Handyman' Andy, a student home for his summer holidays, has started work as a handyman for the Hall's, his mother's employers and landlord. However, right from the start, Mrs. Hall has made it quite clear that she wants Andy for far more than his skills as a handyman. She now 'owns' Andy and her 'ownership' is symbolised by the name-tag at t...
Heather smiled at the two young people the next morning as she swept into the parlor where they waited, both in clean but faded clothing. "Good morning. I am Lady Heather Westbrook. You are?" "Good mornin, ma'am," said the young man. "I am William Franklin, and this is my fiancée, Renee St. Claire." "She is French, I assume," said Heather. The young lady...
What with one thing and another it was quite late before Jim had finished all his tasks and, by the time he had got home, he was straight off to bed. However it was quite a while before he could sleep. The cage around his penis seemed extra troublesome that night and that, combined with the way that, in his mind, he could still feel the flick of Miss Worthin...
Pam looked at her reflection in the mirror after splashing cold water on her face. It had been a long day, and although she loved her job and the patients she cared for, she was glad to be done for the day. She couldn't wait to get to the stables, so she and her horse Whiskey could take a nice ride until dusk. It always soothed her body and soul to spend tim...
As Jim worked away in the stables dressed only in his socks and trainers he felt alive, liberated. The warm weather had continued and the temperature had reached the low eighties so it was much cooler working like this and the joy, the freedom of not having his penis constrained was pure bliss. What derailed this contented train of thought was the sudden rea...
After that the days settled into a pattern. However, behind this pattern there were a number of significant changes taking place. At Jim's morning inspection Miss Worthing was less and less circumspect about what she was doing and took delight in getting Jim all worked up with no possibility for relief. Whether it was the tips of her fingers playing with his...
Jessica was wearing still wearing her work clothing when she arrived at the ranch. Unlike most of the women who preferred to arrive dressed in comfortable casual clothing Jessica always came directly from work. A sharp knee length pencil skirt that matched her coat with the heavily padded shoulders that gave her almost masculine appearance. There was no way...