Jeremy Bauer had just wrung the doorbell at his next door neighbor's house. He'd been home from college for one day, and was eager to see his friend Steve. Jeremy's mother told him that Steve had been home for about a week. He and Steve had been best friends since elementary school, but hadn't seen each other since Christmas. Steve's mother, Ellen Jackson,...
The "Wood Nymph's Revenge" is a sequel to a story that never existed as a complete document. The original story introducing the characters of the Wood Nymph and the Human was never written down, and therefore "lost" and never recreated. The idea of erotic spankings using those characters - in this setting - strikes me as quite "magical". Simply put, a Human...
* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan October 2005. The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * * * * * Caroline is an artist. She uses an unusual...
The sound of a text message woke me up, and I groggily reached over to check it. Shanna and Gina had kept me up most of the night, and then when Nancy had come in... Okay, I couldn't help but smile at the memories from last night, but I WAS exhausted. I had quite literally stumbled back through my door, and fallen asleep before my head hit my pillow. I could...
After Simenon... All my clients, past and present, have idiosyncrasies, MO's. This one might be a control-freak; that one a relentless groper; yet another a functioning alcoholic. Since I'm being paid for my sexual services, and am therefore merely an employee, I have no say in the matter. I just grin and bear it; roll with it. When in Rome... The client I...
Previous stories in this series: Off-Road Goddess, Paddled in the Boondocks, Lunch With A Dominatrix, A Painful Test. * Pulling into the parking lot of my apartment complex one weekend afternoon, I saw my friend Mike unloading a set of new wheels from the back of his small 4x4 pickup. Oversize heavy lugged tires mounted on plain black painted steel rims....
One Evening Ch. 2 - The Punishment "On your hands and knees now, bad little girl! Your punishment will now be laid upon you." I quickly knelt and began kissing Your feet hoping for an ease in my punishment. You saw through this right away. WHACK-WHACK, on my ass. "As much as I find that action pleasurable, do not think that your tender kisses will save your...
Jacqueline nodded to Michel and Salvador. They moved in on Rob, seizing him before he realized that they meant to. When he uttered a loud protest, Michel smote him a hard blow in the belly, and Rob coughed out his breath. He raised his head, inhaling with a thin gasp, and Constance saw bewilderment and pain in his eyes. She was as revitalized as if she'd b...
It was after hours at the University's student athletic facility. The facility staff had forgot to lock the front doors. Gail and Brian could see that the hallway lighting had been turned off. "We could come back tomorrow, are you sure you want to do this now?" Brian asked with trepidation. "You said that the new dance lab was really cool, and I want to se...
A lonely young woman is left the family farmhouse by her grandmother who always said, "I've got the trains to keep me company." This is a VERY mild story that will primarily appeal to those who are into machine self-stimulation or have a fetish about steampunk. There is no explicit sex. Instead this sets up a fantasy which some will live out in their own mi...