Ever since the time that Ross became mad and defied the girls, Brenda had fantasized about ways that she could "play" with him. She relished in her memory, the satisfaction and arousal that she received in punishing his balls, that night. She looked for any and all chances that would give her an opportunity to punish him. Her idea of punishment was not that...
Julie would never have gotten caught if she had thought about the system backups. And I never would have done anything about it if she hadn't lied to me about messing with my machine. I work for Julie's father, or I should say I am a one-fourth partner with her father in a candle factory. We specialize in "hand dipped" candles. Actually it is only the outer...
I was really enjoying the fact that I had my own house. It wasn't just my own place but my own house! No landlord. No noisy neighbor. It was all mine! Though after a while, it started to sink in that this place was really big and I was all alone in it. The time I spent with John when I moved in was great but, that never really developed into anything. A few...
Ann stared at the machine that she had spent the last two years creating. At 37 she did not consider herself beautiful, but rather plain. She was 5' 7" and weighed in at 127 lbs. light brown hair to the middle of her back. She stood there with her half empty glass of red wine in her hand and the half empty bottle on the small table. Her hand shook slightly...
Cindy came home to a note slipped under her door. 'Grab a bite to eat and come over to my place. The mixer is done.' Her heart jumped. Steve had been working on this for a few months and there had been a couple of false starts. He took these failures hard, and became almost obsessed with making the ultimate sex machine. It had started with a silly bet that...
Chapter 7: The Aftermath Ben lay in bed and looked at his wife as she slept, the heat of his passion dwindling in the afterglow of sex. She was lying on her side completely naked. He watched as her chest rose and fell with each breath. Her breasts seemed to him huge now and the nipples still looked erect on their darker, puffier areoles. He watched fascinat...
Professor Victor Ashworth was an inventor. A purveyor of all things alchemical and mechanical. Natural science was his playground. His workshop, however, was little more than a hovel. It was a dark basement cluttered with half-completed projects and the faint smell of grease. But it was his to outfit as he pleased, and the professor felt at home around his c...
*All persons taking place in sexual activity are over the age of 18* *** This Saturday seemed to be the longest day that he had experienced in quite some time. He laid in bed till 11am and finally rolled out to start some semblance of a living human being. He didn't feel like even making a bowl of cereal so he grabbed one of the prescribed drinks from the...
My test subject woke up about ten minutes after I had strapped her to the gurney - right on time. Good, good. Her data was already loaded from earlier, and I'd just finished the final diagnostics; I tapped away a sequence into the machine, putting it in standby, then got up and stretched as she came around. This was going to really be something. I'd always...
We all have problems with our washing machines. Out of all household appliances it is the most vulnerable machine to go on the blink. Saying that, my old machine was ten years old before it gave up the ghost. I let my fingers do the walking through the local town directory and came up with a young guy because his advertisement sounded honest and to the poi...