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If you're not an adult or interested in stories with strong sexual content, then don't read any further. All rights reserved by the Author. This may be re-posted on the Internet on free sites such as Fictionmania, Sapphire's Place or other non-pay sites where stories are distributed for free to the public. Just send me an e-mail telling me where you've posted it. Marlowe By Waldo ([email protected]) Chapter 1 - The Client My name is Marlowe. I'm a Private Dick but...
Every community has one, larger communities may have several, but if you look closely, you will find the Wallflower. They are friendly yet quiet, seemingly self-contained, seldom sitting in a group although not always alone, and never the center of attention. They are pretty, they are not, they are plain, mysterious, tall, short, slender and not so slender, but without exception, they know they are a Wallflower. As young children, the Wallflowers were often alone on the playground, or they...
N.B. I've noticed sometimes, but not always, a small problem caused when I change to Rich Text Format from Word that some accents on or under letters get lost. For example Provencal should have a cedilla under the 'c' but comes out as Proven(al in my story 'The Pre-nuptial Agreement'. In the following story is the word 'melee' and this has a circumflex over the first e and an acute accent over the second e. Sometimes it reproduces correctly, other times it doesn't. Having gone to...
Eddie parked his car outside of the run-down convenience store that was down the street from his girlfriend's house. The building was made of simple stucco walls, and painted a non-descript beige color. The sign hanging outside was sponsored by a large soda company, and read NAFFY'S STORE in a bold font. He had never been here before, and didn't know who the hell Naffy was. This store was in an area of drug users and teenage pregnancies. There were men with no shirts and numerous tattoos...
Willow hadn't intended for the spell to go this way. It was supposed to create a ball of sunlight, and sure enough, it did. But the spell had other effects, as she soon found out. Buffy had been staring straight into the spell for twenty minutes when Willow found her. By that time it was to late. The spell carried Willow's deepest desires with it, and in those twenty minutes Buffy went from straight to bisexual to lesbian. Willow was horrified to realize she'd turned her best friend into a...
Romance, CD, Dick Girl, Panty Boy, Shemale, Flashing, Upskirt, Multiple Partners, Cream Pie SexRusty and Willard had been life long friends, Rusty a football jock and Willard on the swim team. Rusty, muscular and tough, Willard, slim, shaved and long haired. Rusty was also protector and Willard the brain that helped Rusty graduate. Rusty also knew Willard was gay and cross dressed in the privacy of his own home. Rusty spent 3 years in the Army, came home suffering PTSD while Willard had became...
BtVS: Willow and Cordy"Do you guys feel hypnotized? Are we supposed to feel hypnotized? Do you think we were hypnotized? 'Cause I don't feel hypnotized," rambled Willow Rosenberg.Buffy and Xander stopped walking and just stared.Willow shrugged. "I guess not.""Willow, the guy was a crock, although the monkey was kinda cool," stated Xander, "Right, Buff?""Definitely," agreed Buffy. "I'm not really one to fall for that 'Ooga wooga, you're under my control mumbo jumbo. Slaying legions of the...
Willow was sitting in the guest suite. It was located on the Master's side of the house and she had never been in these rooms before. With their muted tones and stained wood furnishings, it was all very masculine, like the library had been. The suite consisted of three rooms. There was a small sitting room that held a leather covered armchair, leather love seat and a small table with a reading lamp. As she sat in the chair, she could see into the bedroom area. The very large bed was covered...
Needless to say, the bloody jacket derailed everyone's plans for the evening. Hawk charged off to find someone in authority to report what she suspected. I agreed with her trying, but I held little hope it would do any good. The odds that they would turn the ship around for a search and rescue mission were almost non-existent. Hawk would be lucky if they searched the ship for him. Most of the group went with her, but Hawk asked me to keep an eye on the crime scene. That was good, both...
Page was taught that good habits were important. She set about engraining good habit in Willow from the beginning of her training. Page had given Willow detailed instructions about how her morning was to proceed. She was sleeping on the floor next to Page's bed. Willow's alarm went off at 5:45am and it had to be turned off within the first 10 seconds. She then had 15 minutes to complete her assigned tasks before Page woke at 6:00. She put her blanket and thin pad away, folded neatly, in...
The next day Willow was amazed how little of Page's skin was damaged. All of the angry redness was gone and only a few spots showed scratches or abrasions. One knee was skinned up, but that was the worst of it. Page herself seemed to be more tense and reflective but Willow dismissed that as exhaustion. Willow was wrong. There were important things on Page's mind. Willow got an idea that things would be different that day as soon as breakfast was over. Page had been instructing Willow on...
Page released Willow from the belt restraint and the ball gag. "Clean up this mess. Shower and then come find me. Present yourself like you think a slave should. You have two hours." Page left the room and went to fix a small bite to eat. Willow would eat later. Two hours and seven minutes later Willow found Page in a chair looking over blueprints of some kind. Willow stood by her chair and quietly coughed. "Ma'am? I am done ma'am." Page did not move for a minute then looked up and...
~ A story in the Young Fern Universe ~ Willow is living with her Dad now and has settled into a comfortable routine. ~ Willow and I sat and watched the sun go down from my sixth floor apartment and cuddled on the couch chair. ‘RING’ I had ordered some Indian food and was expecting the door bell to ring. Willow hopped up to answer the door and brought back some sweet smelling Butter Chicken and curry dishes. We ate and she talked about her time spent with Uncle Mike, Tom and his...
From where Carl was sitting he could see the four towers of the Bay Bridge. In many ways, the Bay Bridge is a greater engineering achievement than the Golden Gate Bridge just a few miles away. It has four towers instead of two. It has a central anchorage that is big enough to hold the entire Empire State Building. The tunnel on the east side was one of the largest of its day. The Bay Bridge remains a marvel of beauty and engineering. For the moment, Carl did not care one bit about the Bay...
Another day at Foster Academy. My spirits lift a little since I convinced my friends, Charlotte, Richard, Emily, and William, to go hiking in the woods on the school's property. Well, the word friends isn't really accurate, as they really only tolerate me because my uncle is Headmaster.You see, my parents died in a car accident a year ago and I was sent to live with my only other living relative, Uncle Thomas. He just happens to be Headmaster at this prestigious school. Unfortunately, he...
Supernatural"I want to be a slut," Willow whispered."What?" I asked. I didn't quite believe my ears. My best friend Willow, who was sometimes shy beyond belief, had just told me she wanted to be a slut.I guess some background is in order. Willow and I met as lab partners during our sophomore year of college. She was shy and had a hard time speaking around others, but she was hella smart. Over the course of the semester we became close friends and some of her shyness vanished around me. She would still go...
Around midnight Lord Blackmon woke Willow and ordered her to take Page down from her suspension, remove her hood, and make sure she was ok. He instructed her to take her to the bathroom, give her water and a protein drink if she needed it, and then chain her in the bondage room. When that was completed, Willow was to come back to Lord Blackmon’s bed. When he had completed giving her instructions he rolled over on his side and slipped back to sleep. She released Page from the frame and half...
I was having my second cup of coffee, rubbing the stubble on my face and contemplating the unpleasant task ahead of me. My wife and I had just returned late last night from a road trip to Yellowstone Park with another couple. When we finally pulled into the driveway we had just enough energy to drag ourselves out of the van and into bed. Debbie had to work this Monday morning but I got to sleep in a couple more hours. I didn't have to report for my shift until four this afternoon. My name is...
Willow, Autumn, Dakota & Elle In on an airport’s pick-up area Willow and Autumn stand with their luggage, as a car pulls up, and Dakota sticks her head out. “Oh, my God!” she squeals, “You’re so grown up!”Behind her, Elle gets out.“Not as much as her!” Willow jokes.“Oh, I know, my baby sister just shot up overnight. She could carry me now!”Elle goes around back, and opens the trunk, and her and Autumn load the luggage in. “Did you just get that cut?” Elle says, referring to Autumn’s short...
She was lying on her stomach because the tight floor length hobble skirt would only allow her to bend her knees only a little. The leather skirt was open in the back leaving her ass exposed. An anal hook was embedded in her ass and was connected to a ball gag harness by a rope. The rope was adjusted so that Page's back had to be slightly bent backwards. To see what she was doing Page had to put most of her upper body weight on her breasts. Moving meant pulling herself along the floor an inch...
As the day of the Expo drew closer, Page felt the pressure to get everyone ready for the experience. There were clothes to buy, arrangements to make and preparing both Carl and Willow for what they would see. There was also a box game event to complete too. Page cut the cards and came up with a seven of hearts. The task outlined for that card involved a dildo. In one corner of the Play Room was a short stand about twenty four inches high. The dice roll told her she had to select a fairly...
Goddammit! She was going to be late for school again! One would think she could set an alarm and get the hell out of bed when it went off but Willow would slap it off and roll over for another few more minutes sleep. He hurried down the hall to her bedroom and threw open the door then slammed to a halt, the shout of “Get up!” stuck in his throat. His daughter was lying on her back, uncovered by blankets, as nude as the day she came into this world. Her eyes were closed in sleep so she didn’t...
When Carl stepped into the private dining room, the first thing he noticed was a server asking the four men about taking drink orders. The woman was very pretty with flame red hair and pale freckles. She was dressed in the uniform of the house-help with a green short halter top and a low ride miniskirt that showed off her very slim waist and flat tummy. The uniform was important to distinguish her as an employee and not a slave. Carl touched her on the arm and said, "Excuse me, but could I...
Carl held the small recorder in his hand as it played. Page and Willow knelt at his feet giving all of their attention to the description of the investigation and what the police knew or thought they knew. When the recording finished, Carl leaned back and said, "Well, it is clear that 'Master Carl' is not the focus of the inquiry." It had been made clear to Page and Willow that this discussion was operating on the "kneeling pad" principles. Page took advantage of that to ask, "Sir,...
~ A story in the Young Fern Universe ~ This story follows on from the “Young Fern Part Six” and revolves around Willow and her new life living with her Dad. ~ Philip had just been through a sole crushing divorce which saw his wife of 15 years try to take him for all he was worth and deny him the right to ever see his daughter again. Her vituperative comments came to nothing when as it turned out she was found to be cheating on him with the very lawyer that was representing her and with...
To: [email protected] From: [email protected] Subject: Carl Page, It has been quite the adventure down here this week. Our ship was caught in the ice for almost twelve hours. The wind shifted and a nearby ice field decided to pack itself around our ship while we were trying to deploy one of the large telemetry buoys. The hull was damaged, but nothing major. The wind shifted again and we were able to work free. We might have to go back to New Zealand for repairs if the damage...
Page stepped into the steaming shower. She held her hands under the very warm water for a few moments, then reached for the body wash and poured some in her hand. Slowly she began spreading the scented liquid across his back and down his ass and legs. She then reached around, under his arms, and gripped his shoulders. This drew her body into his, her firm breasts pressed into his back just where she had placed the body wash a moment before. She then began to move. It was like a dance but the...
Gorp It was called the Rose House for a good reason. There were extensive rose gardens all around the house. Each had a theme and a purpose. The front was a cheerful series of terraced beds that welcomed and comforted those arriving. It was, as it were, the public face of Rose house. The two along the sides of the house were exotic in variety of plants and how they were presented. They were outdoor, long-term experiments in design and presentation. The back courtyard and garden of the house...
Steve watched the slave girl getting fucked and felt the anger burning brightly within his mind. He felt his commitment to the cause growing stronger and better defined. While the rest of the crowd saw a girl dressed in black, he saw Dee and the night she died. This was what he had come to stop. He wondered what the other slave, the one dressed in black but with her tits out, was saying to the bound slave? She was probably whispering encouragements and comforting words to the poor girl being...
Highway seventeen is notorious for delays. The winding road is narrow and often lacks a shoulder. Traffic going both north and south is heavy. Whether it was a stalled vehicle, road work or a crash, any event brings everyone to a halt. There are no bypasses and no turning around. Being stuck in traffic is a great time to think. You are captive and can't simply move on to some other activity. The boredom forces the mind to reach out for stimulation. Being in the mountains between San Jose...
With each day and each meal he was feeling more and more human. The next morning, Lord Blackmon felt strong enough to ask for some real food for breakfast. Half an hour later Page, again dressed in a man’s button down white shirt but with only the bottom buttoned, came into the room with a tray of eggs and bacon with toast. He had eaten at some of the finest and most expensive restaurants in the world, but he could not remember something tasting as good as the simple breakfast before...
It was early evening when Carl returned to Rose House. He had found a coffee shop in downtown Pleasanton that had internet access and had been doing some research. He had used his iPad to find the hotel his friend Tom had mentioned. It was located just north of SFO, the common term used for San Francisco’s airport. He searched their website and other pictures tagged as having been taken in the hotel to get a feel for the interior. Of course there was no mention of an illicit poker room there,...
WILLOW TREE by FARAH DAYE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A romantic story about a young couple who trades body and soul when struck by a force of nature. They shared an illicit love but they never expected to swap lives literally. The switched lovers struggle to escape indifferent spouses, a circle of cruel and dangerous witches, and the threat of permanent separation. Farah Daye, a transgendered artist, wrote this story. Farah has blended little bits of her own life and dreams into this...
There is something tranquil about early mornings in the mountains. The cool air seems to preserve the very best of the night and color it with morning light. Lord Blackmon loved greeting the dawn chill with a cup of good coffee, seeing a doe in the distance and watching the first birds of the day take flight. So he was surprised to see Master Carl already sitting outside nursing his own cup. “Good morning.” Master Carl still wore his suit and tie. He also wore a worried look on his face....
The rectory stood empty for decades, a for sale sign stuck into the soft ground outside the wrought iron gates. The attached church hadn't been used for worship since the end of the war. When the mill went out of business, the people in the small port town went with it. All that was left were the fisherman and dockworkers, who kept to themselves, mostly. The town was stagnant and full of hollow shells of places families once called home.Angelica Hughs wasn't born in the town. She was born out...
SupernaturalThe rectory stood empty for decades, a for sale sign stuck into the soft ground outside the wrought iron gates. The attached church hadn't been used for worship since the end of the war. When the mill went out of business, the people in the small port town went with it. All that was left were the fisherman and dockworkers, who kept to themselves, mostly. The town was stagnant and full of hollow shells of places families once called home.Angelica Hughs wasn't born in the town. She was born out...
SupernaturalCarl guided Page and Willow to the left side of the crowd. Master Lobo was speaking loudly to a slave owner at the far side of the group and did not notice Carl and the girls moving away. Just as they were disconnecting from the crowd, they heard Lobo proclaim that everyone was invited to see the slave in the tube, the one that was gasping at the bottom of the container recently drained of water, expire by drowning in about three hours. Carl decided they would be gone before that portion of...
Author’s note: This story is inspired by rachlou’s wonderful story series, ‘Show Me Heaven.’ There is nothing much similar about these stories, except the basic premise of a shy girl who is lured from her shell by a caring girlfriend and a patient man. ^ ^ ^ ^ Jane Smith finished filing the last of that day’s work, and neatly stacked the leftover documents in her In box for when she returned to work on Monday. She was particular about leaving work with a clean desk, a trait that extended to...
Jane Smith finished filing the last of that day's work, and neatly stacked the leftover documents in her In box for when she returned to work on Monday. She was particular about leaving work with a clean desk, a trait that extended to her private life as well. She lived by the motto, "a place for everything, and everything in its place." Her little house was neat as a pin, without a bit of clutter anywhere. Nothing was out of place, and you eat off the floor in her kitchen; that's how...
Introduction: This is my first atteempt at writing anything. I hope that you think it is as good as I do. This first chapter is setting the scene. The sex witll come in the next chapter. Your comments, constructive critisisms are welcomed, but please keep inmind this is my first time. ,) Katie threw open the patio doors in the master bedroom and inhaled deeply, filling her lungs full of ocean air. It had been years since she had been to the beach and she really needed a vacation. She had done...
The location of the bungalow was amazing. Her bedroom patio was literally on the beach, and the closest neighbor was about 250 yards away, and she was pretty sure that place was empty. The bungalow had obviously been around a few decades, but it had been well maintained. The open floor plan suited the place. The living room and dining area were to the left when you opened the front door, and were sparsely furnished. There was a couch and chair, along with a small entertainment center...
Page had put her dressing coat back on, but it hung open in the front, a distracting display in the least with her breasts tenting out the front and her trim stomach and shaved pussy framed by the pale fabric. She was standing a few yards down the hall from the door of Lord Blackmon’s temporary bedroom. “Master Carl, can I have a moment of your time?” “Sure Page.” They began walking back towards the Great room and the fireplace, but Page did not sit down and she seemed somewhat anxious. He...
She was stiff as we began dancing, which seemed odd, because she moved with such ease, her tall willowy body moving through the crowd as if floating. I had been watching her for some time, waiting for a chance to talk to her without a gaggle of guys around. But she was the kind of girl to attract a crowd, and she did. Then, as the party moved along, she was getting more available, and soon we were dancing. But, as I said, she was stiff, and I soon determined it was because she was waiting for...
Swinger“WILLOW HALL” “It will be fun, just the three of us, plus its all for free, think about it, a whole weekend! Come on Hazel, I was convinced you’d be up for it” Suzy leaned forward in her chair as she spoke. The three girls had been mates well before high school, they all worked together as typists in a large office complex on the outskirts of London, Suzy had seen the advertisement in one of her girlie magazines. “Let me have a closer look?” Lynn enquired taking the...
Introduction: The inner thoughts of a womans mind Erotic novels by Gail Holmes WILLOW HALL It will be fun, just the three of us, plus its all for free, think about it, a whole weekend! Come on Hazel, I was convinced youd be up for it Suzy leaned forward in her chair as she spoke. The three girls had been mates well before high school, they all worked together as typists in a large office complex on the outskirts of London, Suzy had seen the advertisement in one of her girlie magazines. Let...
"Willow, c'mon baby time to wake up," Kennedy said shaking her girlfriend. Willow only reluctantly joined the awake and aware as she had been in the middle of an amazing erotic dream. The Slayers were all sparing and keeping score by stripping. Kennedy had been the first one eliminated and spent the rest of the fight with her face buried in between Willow's legs. "Wha d'ya want?" she asked sleepily. "Buffy decided she wanted you to hang around during our sparing today." "Really? Why?" "I don't...
The next time Lord Blackmon opened his eyes, he was able to look around. The room looked familiar but strange at the same time. He though he recognized the furniture, the chair and ... he realized in a flash where he was. This was the guest suite in his own house, Rose House. It did not seem familiar before because it had never held a hospital bed before. Also, he had never seen it from the perspective of lying down! But once he realized it, he recognized the entertainment unit, the books on...
“Medium rare please.” Willow carved the prime rib at just the right place for the meat to be the correct doneness. She then placed it on a china plate along with some asparagus and a baked potato and then passed the plate to Heather who was acting as server. She placed the plate in front of Master Carl and stepped back to the sideboard while Willow competed Lord Blackmon’s plate. The preparations for the meal had been an all-day affair. Fresh bread dough was made, the prime rib roast had...
I'm Ray. I don't drink, smoke or do drugs. When you can't afford to eat the rest really never comes over the horizon. Being homeless is a bitch. The apartment building burned out while I was at work. The accountant job at H&R Block dried up after April. I finally got a job as a bubble dancer--that's dishwasher to you outside the service industry. It's not a bad gig. You stay warm and salvage a decent meal from the plates coming off the floor. I found a cheap way to stay clean. I run...
Standing at the door was Madame Carronade. "There are six heavily armed men coming for you. They are approaching the eastern span of the Bay Bridge right now. They are about seven minutes away. Listen to me and do what I say and I can get you out," Madam Carronade told Carl. Carl's only reliable touchstone was Page. He looked at her and saw her nod. "We're in. Tell us what to do." Madame Carronade turned to the hostess, "Heather, take them through the service area to the freight...
gorp Slave training is a process. At each stage different techniques must be used to get the final results desired. In the beginning the whip is remarkably effective, but does tend to create longer lasting marks. If a slave is nearing a projected delivery date there is an effort on the part of the trainers to limit such marks. Judy was almost ready for sale when a problem arose. She had decided, after almost a year of training, that being non-compliant and unresponsive was a good form of...
The empty office had once held a headhunting firm for the tech industry. They were often created to supply employees for a specific firm or company, signing up people for temporary positions that might later become permanent. Once the ranks have been filled out the employment agency would fold. That meant that office space like this changed hands three or four times a year. This office space had been unoccupied for six weeks and was due for renovation the following week. But till then there...
Ok, this is pretty sick lemon, I admit. But…. I was comissioned to do this and it's my policy to never turn down a comission. Not even the ones I would hate. Fat clown: "Hi Kids, I'm Bonko, it's time to start this birthday party! So what's your name B-day girl?" Girl: "Ann!" Bonko: "Hi Ann, are you having a good birthday? Hehehe!" Ann: "I had, but then something happened...." Bonko: "What?" Ann: "I saw you and I lost my will to live." Bonko: ".........Well I can turn...
Low Libido By Carmenica Diaz ==||== Daphne flicked through her magazine, glancing at the photographs of celebritiesposed on a first night red carpet and critically examined the gowns. Fred,her husband, sat in the other chair, newspaper open at the sports pages andspread across his lap. Sighing at how unfair it was that the celebrities could afford dieticiansand personal trainers to keep their weight under control, Daphne turned thepage and her hazel eyes lit up when she spotted a quiz....
Literotica Edition © 2013 Guy Bailey Co-written with Simone Beaudelaire * Nick Harper wiped his brow on his arm as he looked at the trail of straw bales in front of him. They were the small, rectangular type, each weighing around sixty-five pounds. The trailer he was stacking them on held twenty-five lying flat on the base, and could take them eight high. He stacked them using a step method, building one layer, then stepping up to a second and third level so he could shoulder each bale up to...
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Carl drank his coffee and ate his donut. It was a simple shop with a simple clientele. It was just coffee and donuts. Sure there were cream filled and raised, old fashion and butterscotch donut in the case. But they just served coffee from a pot on the counter. Carl's kind of a place. Carl was nothing to look at. In fact most people did not look at him at all. Gray hair that was thinning and cut fairly close to his head and his dark framed glasses gave him a grandfatherly look. No one paid...
Doctor Judy Swallows was one of the NYPD's longest serving psychiatrists. She was an accomplished doctor and she was hot. Off the scale hot. "Do me," she moaned as Bumfelt bent her over her desk, his balls slapping against her sexy firm ass as he went balls deep on her. "That's it detective, fuck me. Fuck the doctor's tight pussy." Bumfelt did. He went at it like a tramp on chips. They changed positions. Swallows was a stunning looking woman. Blonde, curly hair framing a beautiful face, full...