He slipped the hood over my head and smoothed it down over my face. My heart was hammering. I was sure he could hear it beating from where he stood, his hands on my arms, as I fumbled with the fit to insure the breathing holes were directly under my nostrils. The leather smell was strong and I tasted it too, after the gag was seated between my tongue and the...
You'll enjoy this story best by initially reading 'Deju vu - first encounter' Danny and Sally are both stirred - and rather shaken - by their initial encounter. There's a perceptible attraction between them, how far will they pursue it? The following Monday Sally eagerly prepares for another rendezvous. Recalling what Danny said about attire she retrieves...
Hey everyone. I am starting a series 'Homecoming' with this Chapter. So please let me know in the comments section if you have liked my story. I would be highly obliged with your feedback or constructive criticism. ------ "You can do this. You can do this, Grace." The pep talk, even though she chanted like a solemn prayer, wasn't helping her anxiety. Wo...
Having made her decision, Nicki felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from her shoulders. The future was now something to be savoured, rather than feared. She busied herself with preparations for her next exploration. Exploration! How she loved Tom's use of that word, what a concept! Like a taking a canoe up-river into the darkest regions of an unexplored...
He walked through the door of his flat and placed his briefcase in its usual spot. His coat was carefully removed and placed on its hanger, replaced in the hall closet. Anthony was a particular man, he didn't like his name shortened and everything had to be just so. He walked into his minimalistic living room and looked around, giving everything a cursory g...
Dear readers, a cast of characters for this episodic may be found in my bio. Please feel free to ask questions if my descriptions are confusing. Your comments, questions, and reviews will help me improve my storytelling craft and roll back time to before the previous election. ***** Previously: Ileana reveals that she has attended many individuals who ha...
Yvonne and I were relaxing in bed after another great spanking and sex session. As we lay entwined in each other’s arms Yvonne said, “Don darling, tell me a story.” “What sort of story?” I replied innocently, knowing full well what the subject matter would be. “Tell me about your first spanking experience. Where did it happen? How did it come to happen? W...
The weeks following our return from a Las Vegas trade show were busy with my move into Karen's house. It was a moment of both relief and excitement when I finally carried the last box of stuff out of my old apartment, for I was filled with anticipation of the new life ahead of me. I was confident living with Karen would work out great, but I had been a litt...
This is a series of stories about the impact of the new female teachers at the traditional school for boys 18 and over, Hamilton Hall, dedicated to preparing them for college but insistent on retaining corporal punishment. The school first hired Linda Crawford and now has both enrolled girls over 18 and brought on two more female teachers. There is some refe...
The Commandant was wearing her new uniform, red brocade jacket and skirt with appropriate stripes and chevrons. She had burnished auburn hair that she wore long and had a superb figure that the uniform emphasized in all the right places. 369 was brought in by the large women who worked for the Commandant and deposited, nude, on the floor before her. "Hmm,"...