After Victoria left, Penny got her dress on and walked to the shelves behind her desk. She moved a silk plant on the second shelf, she grabbed the DVD camcorder that was hidden behind it and pressed the stop button. She switched it to play and waited as the whole scene she had just orchestrated played on the tiny little screen of the camcorder. She turned it...
CHAPTER TEN Property Eric stared at his tattoo, alone in the bathroom, in a state of utter disbelief. He'd fled to the safety of the small room in a near panic from the moment they arrived home. His shirt was on the floor along side the plastic wrap that had been covering his new body modification, both hastily removed, tossed there moments after he'd slam...
She stood with head bowed in front of the Headmaster's desk, flanked by the head girl and her crony of a deputy. Her heart was pounding and she was very scared indeed. Anya had only been at this institution for a short time, but already she was finding that the discipline was like no other she had come across. She had heard of canings, and rumours of more,...
My wife Barbara, a trim 35-year-old, had informed me that morning of a poolside party she was throwing for four of her friends and she wanted me to "stay out of the fuckin' way". I do what Barbara, a brunette real estate millionairess with a stunning 36-24-36 figure, tells me. I'm five years her junior and a personal trainer, but I've got no doubt who runs...
When I walked in, you were sat at the bar facing away from the door, and I had no doubt that you will have been doing so since eight o'clock, just as I had specified. I was also sure that the fifteen minutes you had spent waiting for your client to turn up would have been somewhat disconcerting for you, but you waited patiently as I knew you would. I knew th...
An old Volkswagen camper van sat silently with its engine cover open on the side of a mountain road, looking tired and forlorn in its dust covered faded red paint. It's owner, an affable tall blonde carpenter named Roddy, sat on a nearby boulder, contemplating his next move. He was a long way from anywhere. Hoping someone would drive by, he waited. And wait...
I hear you go to the front door and I look out into the hall to watch you. As I suspected you start flirting with the postman again. The way you laugh, the tone of your voice, the way you lean your body, the way you smile and glance into his eyes, the way you position your night dress to show off your cleavage, no wonder he always knocks twice. You close th...
Donna: I am a middle-aged mother and wife with a storied past. I try to be good, I really do, but I have overwhelming urges to let myself go. I always have and I often succumb to them. My poor husband unfortunately has been left out of my activities although sometimes he has participated without his knowing. It started in high school when I first had sex. M...
Writer's note: This story probably belongs more in the BDSM section because the main character's desires are getting kinkier as she goes on. However, I don't want to split up the series. There are still elements of the "Mature" genre, so it is in this section. Just a warning if you don't like control, degradation and some light physical abuse. Thanks to al...
"Blind dates," Friends, use it thinking they are helping you by playing matchmaker in life. In reality it is a form of Russian roulette to bring on a life time of ulcers and heartbreak if not careful. Back in the day you never knew what you were about to be faced with until they are almost face to face with your blind date. However! Times have changed now ev...