By 10 PM Kerry had given up on getting a phone call, email or text from her husband that night, other than possibly receiving a rambling drunk text sometime after midnight. She knew by now how the vacation Tony and a group of his high school friends took every summer would be going. Every year he and his buddies picked out a different city with a major leagu...
One day Jean told me she wanted to go to the strip club to watch Annette dance. 'Hot damn, this is going to be a hot night,' I thought. Little did I know just how hot it was going to get. The following week Annette was dancing at a nicer club out of town. We arrived about 9 on friday night. Jean wore a little short skirt and a button up top with one of her...
This is the story of a young woman's conviction as a terrorist and what happens to her when she is sentenced to penal slavery. Penal slavery is not impossible. The Thirteenth and Fourteenth Amendments to the Constitution of the United States of America do NOT prohibit slavery. They only LIMIT slavery to punishment for crimes. In other words, the Constitution...
Chapter 1 I was late. I had missed the preview but I didn't care as I walked into the room. The auctioneer glanced up as I paused in the doorway; he smiled and nodded acknowledging me. The soft buzz of people talking faded away as I headed to my seat. They all knew me, I have wealth and power which makes me a celebrity of a sorts. And in these circles I am...
In response to several private comments, I have decided to post the remainder of this series to the BDSM category. I'm sorry if I offended anyone, but I do think I gave adequate warning that this story is about non-consensual punishment. And yes, there is a significant pleasure response in most of the chapters. This is the story of a young woman's convictio...
Many of you will remember that tacky, yet bawdy TV show from the 70's: "Love! American Style!" It was a show about 'love', often with comedic twists, and lots of hot women and men (though, in 70's style they tended to sport mustaches and lots of chest hair). In the early 1990's there was an Off Broadway play called: LOVE! NYC Style! It was a similar idea - t...
"While you are visiting this island paradise and staying in my beautiful home, all of you must address me as 'the Master,' not by my given name. I am merely the Master to you for this entire three-day experience," as Julian, the host of Maestro Island, continued his list of demands, his good-humored guests continued to sip their champagne and island punch th...
Part one: For Charles The attraction was there the first night I saw him. Something about this guy caught my eye in the crowded noisy room. I found myself drawn back to his face many times through the evening. He had intensity in his eyes that just spoke without words. I usually don't even notice the men in this place sometimes it is hard enough being here...
The spotlights blaze, the music starts, I stride confidently onto the stage, and every man's eyes are instantly on me. I swing my hips and toss my dark hair to the throbbing, pounding sensual beat. Each step flicks my black leather skirt even higher up my bare legs, and watching men glimpse my black panties. The thin white cotton of my blouse shows them the...
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