Part 1 I want you to know up front that I'm telling you this first story so that I can tell you a better one later. My husband had warned me that this next session was going to be a special one. Normally when he says something like this I just assume that it's going to be a new adventure only slightly out of the ordinary, but this time there was something m...
Chapter 3 Women and their secrets copyright @ calibeachgirl all rights reserved, 2011 I thank everyone who returned for this final chapter. I have put at the end of the story the recipe for Esther's raisin chocolate cookies. I hope that everyone understands that part of the story is told in flashback as Vince remembers his life with his three wives and...
Introduction ============ I'm Ryan, an amateur, almost-gourmet chef. No proper training -- I'm self-taught, but I love to cook for my friends. My favorite meals are those that are unusual. It excites me to prepare a unique dish for guests. I know they've never eaten anything like this before. This is the story of a very exciting dish that I prepared for my...
I must give credit to my editor SlaveGirl70. She was a vital contributor to this story, and corrected many blunders on the part of the author. I can't thank her enough. Daunti On the Road Again Note: If you haven't done so, you'll do yourself a favor by reading part I first. Part II ***** Tim was stunned. What the hell happened here? I figured a...
All characters are at least 18 years of age. Light exploded from every surface in the smooth chamber, bathing the form in bright blue hues as the whirring of unseen machinery accelerated to their fully powered state. The chamber was oval like the inside of a massive egg, smoothly polished and unbroken save for a circular entrance at the base through whic...
Fucked. That's what I had been. Rightfully and thoroughly fucked. Saturday night, I awoke on my back in Brian's bed. I could barely move, but I wasn't complaining. The spot next to me was empty but still warm. I smiled. We'd been having sex of some sort ever since we'd arrived after lunch. Whether I'd been on the bed or the padded bench or his kinky creat...
Sarah stood in the shade of the thatch-roofed picnic shelter, sipping on a diet coke as she spitefully contemplated how her weekend had been completely ruined. After two continuous weeks of stressful work, she had been relishing this much needed weekend to herself. That was until Friday night, when a dreaded phone call from her cheerily coercive mother had e...
"Ah, I see you've arrived. Delightful. Please let me take your coat." You coquettishly slowly unfasten your coat, button by button and as you reach the last one you turn round with back to me wriggle your shoulders and the coat slides off into a heap on the floor. I gasp. You are wearing your thigh high, very high thigh boots almost covering your legs comple...
It was a boring Wednesday evening. I was away from home on business. With nobody to talk to and nothing good on the TV I decided to go for a walk. I walked for a few blocks and noticed the neighborhood was changing from hotels and bars to strip clubs and adult bookstores. I had never been to a strip club before so I thought I would go in one and check it out...
Author's note: This is a short piece in the general theme of my previous fetish ones. There's a nasty ending which was much darker originally. Thanks to an unnamed fan who gave valuable editing advice, you know who you are (I would happily give named credit, but I don't want to out folks unnecessarily). No warm fuzzies in this, there's no General Audience r...