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Owning Professor Ballard Pt. 07

by Wifeowner on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

Creating Quite a Buzz: A Temporary Trap AUTHOR'S NOTE: Welcome to my world, where all women are lesbians, all lesbians are squirters and absolutely everyone is in to heavy BDSM. This is the continuing saga of Kathleen Ballard, a mild mannered, middle-aged English professor who has suddenly decided to surrender to her deepest, darkest carnal lesbian desires....

Owning Professor Ballard Pt. 04

by Wifeowner on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

"Not good enough, you dumb cow. Try again," said the young mistress sternly. Kathleen Ballard took a moment to compose herself. She was an English professor. She should be able to string together a few coherent sentences and come up with a compelling and convincing argument that would satisfy her new mistress. Professor Ballard was a 44 year-old divorcee w...

Owning Professor Ballard Pt. 03

by Wifeowner on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

***AUTHOR'S NOTE: If you like, please rate and comment.*** ***** The three of them arrived at Jennifer and Kendra's off campus apartment at around 10:00 p.m. It was a sprawling two-bedroom loft in a renovated furniture factory not far from the university. There were tall windows and high ceilings and a lot of exposed brick. Upon entering the apartment, Ke...

The Devil's Bargain

by AngelaK on Sep 15, 2017
NonHuman

"Really, Mr. Ballard, why should we bargain for something we already can get for free?" Mr. Smith asked. This wasn't going the way Stanley Ballard imagined! When he stepped through the doors of Lucifer, Satan, Beelzebub, and Smith, he had hoped to at least present his case. After all, weren't souls the most valuable thing a person had? Surely, they were wor...

Order of the Sacred Sword Ch. 02

by lysander815 on Sep 26, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

II Sir Ballard assured me that the wilderness would be difficult, but would be made more pleasant by the fact that we would not be traveling alone. Almost immediately I found he was correct. We traveled on horseback, a mode of transport to which I was grossly unaccustomed, and by the third day I could barely sit my saddle, let alone ride for hours without r...

Halloween Scarecrow

by Thistlethorn on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

© Edited by Penn Lady This is a copyrighted work of fiction. All rights reserved. This is a submission for the Halloween contest. Please comment and vote. Thank you! * "Hey, guess who remembers we still exist?" Violet asked as she entered the pack house library, waving what appeared to be computer print-outs above her head. The lithe young woman strod...

Owning Professor Ballard Pt. 01

by Wifeowner on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

Professor Ballard took another sip of Chardonnay as she continued to survey the crowd. These faculty receptions were so predictable. The usual suspects were all present and accounted for. She nodded at her fellow faculty members politely. There was the stodgy department chair. God, was he actually wearing a tweed jacket? What a dolt. Over there was the clus...

Owning Professor Ballard Pt. 06

by Wifeowner on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

AUTHOR'S NOTE: My apologies for the delay. I was stuck for quite some time, but now I think I have things straightened out. Expect more installments more quickly. ***** Kendra sat on the edge of the bed, basking in the glow of her second orgasm of the morning, courtesy of Professor Ballard. The slave remained on her knees between the student's legs. She c...

Owning Professor Ballard Pt. 05

by Wifeowner on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

Professor Ballard woke up on her stomach on her bedroom floor. She was naked and collared. She ached all over. Her hands were cuffed behind her back. She lay still in the coolness of the morning. It had been a rough three days. She heard Kendra snoring lightly in the bed above her. She craned her neck and looked up at the clock on the nightstand. It was ti...

The Benandanti

by Thistlethorn on Sep 14, 2017
NonHuman

Edited by Penn Lady This is a copyrighted work of fiction. All rights reserved. This is a contest piece, please vote. * We are the Benandanti. In the earliest days, the moon sang to us our purpose. Protect. Protect our brothers and sisters, the tribe, the village, the township. However large or small the protectorate was, our sacred duty was to guard i...