Judith, who everyone called Judy and who was my wife, didn't know that the mentioning of another man's name while we had sex would crack the mental cover I had worked so hard during my pre-puberty and early teens to construct around a dark side of my personality only a handful of people knew existed. The first time it emerged was when I was twelve and I almo...
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...
When I finished my chores, I quietly slipped into the living room to stand in the spot Mandy and Katherine had shown me earlier. I was still wearing the apron, and had the ball gag in place. The women were both stark naked, in the middle of their 2-girl webcam show. When Mandy saw me, she told the guys she'd be right back. She slipped around behind the camer...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Jimmy Bergeron had no reason to ever return to Baylor Lake, to the greater DeGarde area. With his sister Donna gone, he had no reason to ever return to Louisiana at all. Carmen David, the real estate broker that had sold Donna the two bedroom house di...
(Synopsis: Russet Thompson is an architect and designer sent to spend several days touring the Harem of a eastern Pasha to get ideas for a new attraction at Ultima Resorts. Sir Adrian Calendar, the Prince's personal secretary, shows her around, including the Playroom, where one of the odalisques (harem girls) is being disciplined. Russet finds it both uncomf...
All characters in this story are over the age of 18. This story is completely fictional. This is chapter 1. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I didn't quite know what to expect when I asked to join the sorority but It sure as hell wasn't this! Let me back up a little. In high school I had been a nerdy girl, long brown hair, retainer, ner...
Round Two A matter of trust Jack had not intended to discipline Kaia quite so severely: but one thing led to another and now here she was, standing on tiptoe with her arms stretched above her head by chains and handcuffs, so that the slightest force would make her swing or pivot by her wrists. The girl's Polynesian heritage was clear from a physique that...
The Indian summer was well past. It was a fine day but cold, the wind biting as Dennis and Tony came out of a side lane, crossed a road and entered a half-timbered pub for lunch. A good walk in the morning but not at all the sort of day for a swim and a wander naked in the woods. The closest they had come to their companionable nudity and wanking of the summ...
It was officially the longest weekend on record. Or at least that is how it felt to Barbara. She refrained from any of her weekday activities. Saturday was shopping day. It was hot and humid, and she could not even go for a swim. No more fancy five start restaurants for dinner, just a family BBQ at home. Sunday was church again it was hotter and more humid t...
George didn't want a slave. That's not to say that a small part of him -- a small pinkish part, say -- wouldn't rise admirably to a slave who responded with sexual verve to his every perverse beck and call. Someone, for example, forever clad in a sheer, flowing garment that left little to the imagination, someone who lived for the pleasure of giving pleasu...