Shelly was dressed to kill, she'd had enough of staying home alone and ignoring her baser needs. It had been several weeks since "The Jerk" dumped her for her so called BFF, and now they were happily living together, and planning a future, one that didn't include Shelly. She had no one to call, since Nora, the Ex-BFF, had taken them all with her, they had mo...
This is a continuation of the Sherry's Test Series. It will make more sense if it is read in order but each chapter stands on it's own. This chapter contains light spanking and humiliation in a family as well as work environment. It does NOT contain any sex. It is mainly about submissive females and dominant males. This story is meant as a completely ficti...
The brim of the ragged straw hat cast a pleasant shadow over his clear blue eyes. He leaned back stretching his legs against the front of the teak lined cockpit. The sails were down, the boat bobbing lazily in the hidden cay. A month of sailing had got him to his destination. It hadn't been all relaxation. For several days along the coast he had run into som...
The following is intended for people 18 or older. It contains adult material including sex, fighting, human trafficking, and mind-boggling plot twists created by a moron with too much free time on his hands. No animals were harmed in the making of this story, except for an unfortunate herd of oxen and a platypus that had it coming. Thanks to Scalia for editi...
"There is no such thing as freedom of choice unless there is freedom to refuse." ― David Hume "Don't get anywhere near us!" hubby screamed, testing potential slogans for his assisted living home franchise. I retreated, as though the guy'd been tattooed with 500 radioactive warning labels. Such stated, I was already across the room. Aside from crawling ben...
I thought Dunlap always had a sweet-tooth for me but I never really thought to do anything about it. As attractive and sassy as she seemed, she was my neighbor down the hall and I was pretty active on my own, getting laid quite regularly. And it's a bad business, hooking up with a lady who lives almost on the other side of my walls. We were both in our earl...
"You have to promise me you'll try it for a month," Shirl said. I looked at the gift I'd just unwrapped. "It looks like some sort of medieval torture device." "It feels like one, too," Shirl admitted, "at first." "I'm not into tit torture," I objected. "Give it a try," she encouraged me. "It'll be worth it; I promise." Shirl, short for "Shirley," and I...
Tom Wood knew he was a lucky man. A full professorship had come this semester after his doctorate had been completed. He and his wife were madly in love with one another, and his job as an accounting professor at Valley State was very fulfilling. The job was rewarding, with interested and interesting students. One of the benefits of teaching at a predominant...
"Ok, hon. Ready for me to do the paperwork?" The colonists still called bureaucratic procedure paperwork, even though paper was an all-but-forgotten concept. Wood from Terran trees, grown in biodomes, was still only available for luxury handicrafts. Trees were far too uncommon to think of pulping them for writing surfaces. Jessie's husband, Dave, already i...
Hours later, Madeline awoke in her own bed. She wrinkled her nose when she realized she was lying in the "wet spot". That was unusual. Normally Scott, ever the chivalric gentleman, relegated the wet spot for himself, wherever it might be in their bed. Madeline's first reaction was disappointment, but then she smiled at the thought that there even was a wet s...