Adult Women Discipline Series - Spanked (This is a fantasy written by myself for fun. It contains spanking, humiliation and fetish; if this bothers you please seek other authors. All characters are 25 years old or older. If I have time this will become a series.)======= In our household two grown women are disciplined, if they disobey my rules. My wife, wh...
* A chain story in short chapters by co-authors AsylumSeeker, SxRx and WhiteWave48 * Ch. 02 - The Mob Connection Anthony 'Tony' aka 'The Closer' Matassini was a man of his time, but with a solid respect for the past. He might wear a new style now and then, but only if it had a classic look anyway and his tailor found it 'good, good'. If he got the frow...
Chapter 5 (The Lost Cherry!) (Chapter five is the end of this fictitious series about a submissive man named Michael who finally loses his virginity to another man with the blessings of his dominant wife! I dedicate this last chapter to the fantasies of all those out there who wonder what it would be like to have bisexual sex. I do not encourage or condone...
I awoke the next morning at first light refreshed and relaxed. I was determined everything was going to go my way. I ate a light breakfast, dressed and headed to work stopping to get a latté on the way. I got to work and checked my schedule and found it was light and had the receptionist set up the appointment for Wayne and his cousins for just before the cl...
(c)2013 angelface195 all rights reserved Here are the characters: The Cassidy's Matthew: The Patriarch Helen: His wife Hayley: Their youngest daughter Samantha: Their middle daughter who is married to actor Brandon Mitchell Denise: Eldest daughter married to Daniel Worth Jonah: Eldest child and only son – he is married to Quinn Son in law's Brandon Mitch...
THE BIBLE TELLS ME SO OR THINGS THEY NEVER TAUGHT ME IN SUNDAY SCHOOL Why Boaz Married Ruth I remember my mother telling me that Grandma Coit had once said that the Bible was the dirtiest book she had ever read. At the time, when I was in high school, I took that to mean that my maternal grandmother had been conservative in her choice of literature. B...
Reya stood on the edge of the cliff, head held high. Below her, the grey sea churned violently. She had a choice, to jump or to turn away. It was no choice at all. The crowd watching her expected her to jump. There was no true escape from her duties. To jump was to declare herself the rightful ruler of the kingdom, to turn away would not strip her of her ti...
This is my WINTER HOLIDAYS STORY CONTEST 2014 entry. Please vote. * I didn't always hate the holidays. There was a point in my life when I eagerly anticipated the season of giving and thankfulness, back when I had a family and a reason to be thankful. Now all this Holiday Cheer does is cause me more pain. I walk through the stores and see the decorations...
To my darling husband, I was clutching my jaw and drowning in the tears that streamed down my cheeks in to the crevices of my wrinkled smile. My hand was still poised in the aftermath of slapping you across the face. As your cheek reddened I love you more. My breath quickened as you pushed me backward over the edge of old couch. It was a couch that had foll...
Tales of Carlitos, the Mexican Factory Worker Chapter 3: American Shamanism Carlos held a large coffee table book on Teotihuacán in his arm as he rang the apartment doorbell of his new friend and co-worker Paul. Teotihuacán, the Mexican archeological site that was home to the great pyramid of the sun and slightly smaller pyramid of the moon, was the forem...