All characters described are physically mature, young adults/18+. ***** Pairs of Pumpkins- Patches #1: An Estrangement Intervention at the Mason Memorial Inn ("Patches" are standalone, supplemental stories in the "Pairs of Pumpkins" Universe that exist outside of the chapters of the main storyline. They are intended to explore and detail ideas and charac...
[There's a spanking and a good deal of focus on all women's bodily functions, so if inclusion of those bothers you, please read no further. All characters are over 18.] Karen lives up to her name. She's 43, 5-7, reddish blonde hair, 140 lbs., 34C, and is a soccer mom who for 20 years has spread her legs and obliged her husband who fucks her every third nigh...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** My name is Megan Holly. I'm a short, twenty-four-year-old white girl, five-foot-two, one hundred and twenty-eight pounds, short, dyed-blonde hair, beautiful cherub face, lovely green eyes, hourglass body with a beautiful heart-shaped ass, C-cup breasts, dark-pink nipples, b...
By mid-afternoon Open Day for many was adjudged over, but while prospective clients and the purely curious were encouraged to depart the most valued of Miriam Hancock's supporters were skilfully spirited away elsewhere for tea and cakes. While the men went to the gymnasium, the ladies were assembled in one of the classrooms on the second floor where the desk...
Spending a month island-hopping in Greece was my idea. Susie loves the sun and we don't see much of it in England for most of the year. Our daughters left the nest a couple of years ago, so it didn't take much of an effort to convince my wife to take a holiday in June, before the main holiday season begins. "Smart thinking, Jimmy!" was what she said. In he...
Laresa lay curled on the pillows that served as her bed when she was inside of the ring, her body relaxing even though her mind was spinning a thousand miles a minute. He'd lied to her, after all the time he'd held her ring, making her perform his disgusting and obscene duties with little mercy as to her wishes, knowing the rules specifically said that lying...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. ****************** Los Angeles, California The door slammed shut to the gold van, just before the engine fired up with the key slid into the ignition. Today was Thursday, another day for David to hit the streets in his Silver Scre...
This is a direct sequel to A Night at the Dancing Dog Inn, but it's also a direct sequel to A Most Joyous Reunion, both of which you can find by checking out my profile page. You don't have to have read either of them to enjoy this story, but if you're going to read all three you should probably read the other two before this one (in either order). Also, f...
Stanley Sprocket woke up wondering where he was, what happened and how he got there. The last thing he remembered was being in his workshop early in the morning, when suddenly everything started to spin around, and he blacked out. When he woke up, he was lying on a couch or bed or gurney of some kind in a dimly lit room. His reflexive attempts to move or get...
She was face down on the bed, her arms behind her back. The ropes tied to her wrists and ankles were taut. The submissive's body was nude: Mistress loved her so. The only cloth on her body was the black silk blindfold, an article commanded to wear once she closed the front door. Her ass was red, darker lines showed where the crop hit her the hardest. She wa...