We've been at the party for a couple of hours or so and people have settled into their own groups, chatting and drinking. It's a nice party with good music and nice people. We slip off to a dimly lit and quieter room with nobody else in. It has a nice long sofa and we can still hear the music and noise of the party going on outside. Having been whispering...
I want to thank all those that commented on Chapters 1 and 2 and offered thoughts about what Andrew and Kathleen should do. I invite comments regarding the writing but if you merely want to insult me, don't bother, move on. I deleted the comments that were personally offensive. Okay, to the story. Many will be unhappy with the outcome of this story. Peop...
Once, long ago, I got fed up with the way femdom, forced transgender, and loving wife stories with BDSM basis ended; they had grown very predictable. In fact, a few authors had posted short lists of vignettes which, unintentionally, encompassed all of the common endings which I had grown to abhor. My own list, a response to the predictability of those storie...
Copyright Oggbashan September 2016 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This is a Halloween fantasy with femdom. Ruritania is the fict...
Part 1 Isabella wakes in 16th century Scotland * I plop down on my twin size bed with a sigh of exhaustion. Madison and I have just gotten moved in to our dorm at the University of New Orleans and classes start early tomorrow morning. I am working on a Master's in history and Madison is pursuing a medical degree. I gaze around the room with a smile of...
"To me it's not really a green. When I think green, I think of grass. That's more like lemonade color." Erica's nose was far too close to the glasses for my taste. Pouring the nearly clear absinthe over the rough-cut, cane-sugar cubes I favor, I tapped my spoon for a second to get her to back up. I wished I had my full setup here like I have at home, my Abs...
Ann & I had been married for about 7 years when her 35th approached. We had a fun filled marriage, and were very open with each other trying hard to keep no secrets. We also did not believe in trying to live the other one's life for them. Ann had a few nights of lustful adventures during our seven years, but she always came home admitting it and asking my fo...
The small apartment was quiet as Eric settled down to an evening of television. He was looking forward to a night to himself after a long week of teaching at the Wood County Police Academy. His specialty was self-defense, but he taught all aspects of police work. It had been an especially tough week where things went wrong when they shouldn't have and things...
This is Angie - A little bit of pre-story notes. For those of you that have chosen to send hate mail - get a life, this is a story. If you hate blacks are blacks on white females so much than why the hell are you even in this section reading the stories. For those of you who fell it is necessary to send copies to me red line with all the things I did wrong i...
My name is David Newton and I'm at a beach party where people are celebrating Halloween and I'm celebrating the anniversary of my divorce. My wife's love for her lover wiped out twenty years of happy memories and I left her. I've got some modest retirement pay and some investment income and I can live like a beach bum in this beach community on the Florida...