In May of 2000, my wife Susannah and I purchased a beautiful modern type log cabin outside of a small resort town in West Virginia. Susannah, then 42, had just finished an expansion project at work which closed with a news conference attended by all of our local TV stations. That project, coupled with my
Author’s note: This story is part of the “Beads of Fate” setting, but describes a single experience. “Beads of Fate” explains the overall rules in more detail, but this story is quite standalone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “So, tell me, how horny are you?” I’m startled. We are just folding laundry when you pose this very loaded (no
A few days later Rebecca and I walked to a local cafe and grabbed breakfast. She had helped me get my makeup off, and said I could dress down for public. By dressing down she only meant that I didn’t have to wear my wig or a dress or skit, but my nails and toes
Abigail Part 1 “Clit Rush” Abigail sat tense with her phone in her hand. Hunching over the screen she was dead set on tracking her notifications. She couldn’t get out of her head the wild night she spent with him. Images of their brief encounter sauntered into her brain as if it was a mere
This is a continuation of the story “Getting Pregnant Can be Fun” in which David, the main character, finds himself getting pulled more deeply into a sexual relationship with their wealthy gay friend Justin, their sperm donor, who has become quite assertive. At Justin’s suggestion David persuades his wife Amy to let him remain in
I’m four hours into a seven hour roadtrip and I’m bored to tears. My radio is static, because there’s no service in these parts, and I’ve been stuck behind a semi for the past forty-five minutes. It’s hot, too–I already stripped down to my bra, but even that doesn’t quite cool me down. My hair
40 I return to the shoe store just before closing time. There are no customers in the store, I turn the ‘closed’ sign in the window and lock the door. I go directly to Tara; I put my arm around her waist, while hugging, our cheeks touching, in a direct voice, not much more than
Clearing the breakfast table that Friday morning, Cora was uneasy. Over breakfast, her husband Vern had gone into one of his rages over how the ‘Low Bellied Jackass’ and the Jews in Chicago were responsible for the wheat price dropping. She hadn’t expected that because he’d ranted about all that the evening before. Then seeing
Have you read the first three installments of this story? I wrote them a very long time ago and, it seems, in a faraway galaxy (think early 90’s). Perhaps you should read them just so you get the gist of the setting – or not. I never finished the last chapter so here it is.
Reagan looked up suddenly from her breakfast as she heard the unmistakable crackle of gunfire from somewhere nearby. The morning chatter of the common room fell abruptly silent, the other girls all staring towards the door at the far end of the cell block as more shots rang out from the hallway outside followed by
Vacation Week – Present Day Sam and I were laying in bed naked. Sam lay on her side with her back pressed up against me as I listened to the waves from the ocean crash on the beach nearby. At 8 AM, the room’s phone rang loudly, waking Sam from a deep sleep. I picked
On Thursday morning over breakfast, my wife casually mentioned. “I will keep Saturday free as you will be sore from your spanking tomorrow. Remember Mistress wishes to see you shaved she does like a very bare bottom to punish.”It has been a month since my first visit to my Mistress. I knew my wife would
I remember back when I was eighteen working in a hotel, back of house and falling in love with one of the waitresses who was eighteen. She was working there with her older sister who was thirty. They had come over to Wellington, New Zealand, from Australia, to work and have a good time. Her
My arms are inescapably bound…my ankles…and knees, are securely bound…wide apart…I am on my back.I am secured to a devious device of my own creation.My “sissy pussy”, prominently available…is being fucked by “Boyfriend”.It started with an old Gynecological table that was left in a commercial building I purchased.It sat in my basement for a few
Later that night, just before I went to bed, I got a text from Chloe.Oh my god, what did you do to her? She’s crazed like I’ve never seen before. Not in a bad way – actually it’s a lot of fun – but you’ve got to tell me how you did that10 minutes later
Switches 1 Brigid’s In Charge: A Femdom Episode No desire is, in itself, wrong; nor should it be judged and condemned. It just needs to find a way to express itself that is appropriate. Even if our desire is to be humiliated, punished or shamed, this is a healthy desire if we respect ourselves as
Date night has occasionally come with its own set of surprises for AJ and Michelle. This night would be no different. AJ started planning for this weeks ago. He knew that it had to be perfect for Michelle to be able to truly enjoy herself. Although Michelle was afraid to admit it, AJ has always
I left the next morning for some business meetings and expected to be back by 3:00. Deb said she had to teach class in the afternoon and wouldn’t be back until 6:30. She told me to just make myself at home and ask Amy if I needed anything. Neither of us spoke of the events
Morning had faded to early afternoon by the time Mandy crept into the shower. When she emerged, she found William was gone and Beth had been tied to the kitchen table. Rebekka was feeding her grapes and tormenting the bound woman with her fingers. Jerome was sipping tea, watching the tableau.Her own lover, Sandra, stumbled
*Note all characters, events, and places are purely fictional. Any actual relation to anything real is completely coincidence.* Any feedback or ideas is greatly appreciated. I encourage constructive criticism! This is the first part of a mini-series. CHAPTER ONE: CURIOSITY You’re breaking up with me over the phone?” Cheryl cried angrily into her smart phone.