This is a true story, but the ending may not appeal to everyone. This event was preceded by several periods of playful and safe flirting between my neighbour and I, so I felt somewhat confident about this new level of game-play... In the late 70s my family moved to a new address and our neighbours greeted us in a friendly way. A welcome like this was stil...
Chapter 3 - Dressed for class There's a sudden noise from the changing rooms. I make out a banging of doors. Steve yanks his thumb out and kicks me onto the shower floor again. 'Come on you horrible lot,' Sir screams from outside the showers. 'What's the hold-up? I've another lesson in 5 minutes. I want you out in 60 seconds. 59, 58, 57...' Sir began count...
The armored detainee transport pulled through the stately front gates, passed high stone walls and meandered through towering topiaries before stopping before the resplendently bright white mansion. The vehicle stopped and two of the Sheriff's men stepped out, one holding a shotgun, just should the need arise. The door in the rear was unlocked and two more g...
All decked out to showcase my voluptuous curves, I'm sitting in an armchair in the presidential suite at Portland's Paramount Hotel, sipping champagne. I check my new Tiffany watch. It's 2:31 pm on September 18. Any moment now. I shift excitedly in my chair. I've been wet ever since I left work early for a "doctor's appointment." With each passing month, I...
Meet Brianna and Xavier... Her neck snapped up from the head of couch as the sound of the door unlocking resounded through her sleepiness. A tall, dark silhouette filled the doorway. Brianna flicked on the lamp next to her on the small mahogany table and a pair of tired grey eyes met hers. "It's after midnight." She said, trying to keep her voice calm and...
The year is 2020. "Give me one good reason why I should let you live," Cindy growls at the intruder, slightly letting up on the choke hold her hand has on his neck. He gets mere seconds to attempt to catch his breath before Cindy turns to Gracelyn with a nod. A shooting pain runs up his body from between his legs as his nuts are crunched by a merciless kic...
Chapter two — Riding the Pole Author's foreword: Be sure to read the events in part one, Male Sub Ch. 01 – Sting of the Lash. * Three days had passed since Mistress Brandy provided a demonstration of wielding a whip on her hunky male submissive Allen. The thin line of torn up flesh made by Carla with the vicious blacksnake whip was now just a...
Author's Note: This is the sole thinking, views and muddling of The Soulful Bard on a category in Literotica known as 'Loving Wives'. *~*~*~*~* Seeing all those heavy-weight authors on Lit throwing their weight around with their criticisms and reviews, I decided to throw one of my own ideas into this chaotic mix. This review is about the most controversi...
Six-thirty blinked on Lauren's digital clock on the windowsill. For nearly ten bleary minutes, she'd been staring at the clock. -I start teaching school today.- It felt like an odd statement. Teaching had always come naturally to Lauren; deciphering information in multiple formats was easy. Though not an expert at the five-minute 'regurgitation' that was g...
I had been visiting Madam Lisa for about 4 months, generally every second weekend in the month. Madam Lisa was an excellent practitioner of the art of female domination, and had several slaves who she saw on a fairly regular basis. She didn't charge for her services, her reward came in the total subjugation of the male animal, and in this respect she was ver...