Lady Charlotte Sheffield enjoyed watching chess matches while she took her afternoon tea. Not that Charlotte was an intellectual snob. Not at all. You see her chess matches were conducted to satisfy her erotic fetish; to see two men trying to concentrate under the most trying of conditions. Competency at the game was of course important, but equally so was s...
After I went through union with Johanna I put on the clothes that Lora had brought me. I have never worn such nice clothes. I think I'm going to like living here in the queen's private residence. It sure beats living in that dirty dark prison cell. I spent the night reading, studying chess moves and gazing at the painting of the nude female -- she's beautif...
In the late 1980s, way before the Me Too movement, there lived a nice, but somewhat chauvinistic CEO named James Alexander LaPierre. James ran Worthington Mutual, an insurance agency that employed over fifty people, including a gaggle of secretaries, very sexy secretaries, at least according to Mr. LaPierre. The women—or girls, he liked to call them—were con...
Back to 1975 and the lovely Diane. She was beautiful and sexy but also nice and never actually acted any kind of dominant "stuck-up" around me. Believe me, other really outwardly beautiful women had acted that way to me in the past. Just water off my back - I had learned to ignore them back. I had started teaching her chess in a conference room during lunch...
"And the Devil whispered 'Knight to Queen's bishop four.' That's when I knew we were all pawns." -A laughing man in a truck-stop, over coffee and a game Drizzle blew lightly against the door. In The Undergrounds, a smoky little coffee shop I'd been visiting for a few weeks, now, the air was thick with smoke, like every busy night around here. All the regula...
Furiously, she stared at the short, buxom blonde fastened to the post on the other side of the game board. What could Master even want with a little slut like that? There was no need for another slave in the house, even if it was just for a weekend. She squirmed angrily, her hands held over her head by the steel restraints. Master and his opponent were both...
(To help keep track of moves and pieces I use https://lichess.org/editor it's a very good resource) The audience gathered in the auditorium. A buzz of anticipation ran through the crowd as they made their way to their assigned places. As they settled into their seats, a thousand immerse sensors in each chair reacted to its occupant?s presence and began to ch...
I guess it was all Christine’s fault. Or rather, I suppose I have her to thank. Christine was a very rebellious girl in my school, with long black hair, overdeveloped breasts for a girl her age and an attitude that made the teachers wince whenever she even walked by. The boys all lusted after her, some secretly, some overtly, and she flirted with all the mal...
Note (every one is 18 or older) It was mid way though my senior year. I never had a girlfriend. Maybe for lack of effort or maybe just because I never really knew how to talk to any of them, until I tried out for the school play earlier this year. I had gotten a small part but that was ok with me, since I was never very social. So when I went to the after...
Right now, I am on my hands and knees on the ground. Death is coming for me. There is no escape, I know that now. I think that I finally bit off more than I could chew. They say that when you're about to die, you can see your whole life flash before your eyes. That's not the case. I didn't see any damn flash. All I feel is pain. An agony that doesn't seem to...