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He waited, then listened to a reply. "Right. Thank you. Please note that he is about to be arrested, so we don not want him leaving." He closed the call. "Thanks, Ruth, for reminding me. He will not be able to leave now. Now we just hav e to pick him up. Where will he be?" "This time of day? Probably heading out for his evening meal, either at home or in a restaurant. Do we know if he is married?" "The data we got for him does not mention any spouse, so presumably not," replied...
It had been three months since that fateful encounter with the erotic truffle, which had afflicted village schoolteacher Trevor Defreitas, Annabel Montford, a former pupil of his on Earth, her two younger sisters Tracy and Dinah, and their tour guide, Amelia Cross. That accidental exposure, in a shared meal, led to a night of drug-fuelled sex between Trevor and all four girls. Afterwards, upon considerable reflection, the girls realised that apart from all three sisters losing their...
George and Marina helped Georgina clear out her flat. Most of what she kept were pieces of inexpensive jewellery that she liked; her photograph albums; and mementos of Amelia’s childhood. George declared that it would be easy to copy the photos on to a digital file and keep them on a memorystick, as well as being available on her phone. They decided to deal with that on George’s computer at home. Georgina asked, “George, can we eliminate my late husband from some of the photos, when we put...
"You may be right about us humans, but The Personalia have blossomed too. They have become more involved with Earth as time has gone on. They have adapted to capitalism with a vengeance. They own a number of business on Earth, and have almost entirely monopolised the audit sector of business: numbers are their forte, you see, and they have established a reputation for probity. I have heard rumours of them pursuing criminals and removing their stolen assets: much more effective than jailing...
Bob Kempe, the Governor of Rehome colony, was at his office when he received an unexpected call from the Personalia. “Governor, we have been analysing some of the statistical data that is compiled in major countries on Earth, and we have observed that there is a set of trends which may interest you. The statistics on crime contain data on assaults within families, and in recent months this has begun to decline, to an extent that indicates this to be a real effect and not a statistical...
"That lady who escorted you here – Ruth I think you said her name was; can she sign an affidavit that there was no such intent?" "I expect so. There were a group of ladies involved in getting me and the girls together. They called themselves Malan mothers." Mrs Mboya's eyebrows lifted. "Ah. So that is who that lady is; one of the five Malan mothers? Derek – what is your surname, boy?" "Dearden, ma'am." "Mr Dearden, you have struck lucky. These ladies recently became famous in...
Annabel asked the Governor, "Do you mind if I do the phone call? I think I can handle them okay, I really do." "Perhaps, but what would you say to them on this call?" "Just that things happened here, nice things, and that we have decided to remain on Rehome for the time being." Bob glanced over at Ruth, and asked, "Ruth – are you fine with this line?" Ruth looked thoughtful, then said, "Yes, I do believe that might be effective, if Annabel keeps her call simple and to the...
This true story happened just yesterday...The day started like any other, with me waking up my mistress Chrissy by licking out her sweet delicious pussy! She loves me waking her up that way, infact she demands that I act as her special alarm clock, waking her up precisely at 8:30am everyday with oral sex, as it gives her a "great start" to her day, and I great start to mine aswell!Anyway, after massaging her juicy pussy and hard clit with my tongue to orgasmic heaven, I drank every drop of cum...
Annabel, in her position as the Montford family head on Rehome, took the lead. “What do you mean, “think about what we do next”?” “There are several ways you might approach matters. One: if you feel that you have been raped by Trevor, you can have him tried by a jury here. I think you would have trouble convincing a jury, as you participated with considerable gusto, and he did not administer the drug either – I did, by pure mischance. So there is neither coercion nor intent provable...
I've been asked to expand on my story, ‘The Serving Hatch.’ I gave it a bit of thought and perhaps there is a bit more life left in it. So if you asked, this is for you. If you haven’t read The Serving Hatch yet, this may not make a lot of sense. I’ll leave it up to you.Having a fantasy in your mind is one thing; living it out is quite another. For me, a fantasy has to be based on events that could, at least in theory, actually occur. If I can’t believe it could really happen, I can't write...
ThreesomesFearn, if you would dispense the tea, and I pour the coffee, Nargo can assist with the milk jug. Right, girls?" Fearn and Nargo did a 'high five' and proceeded with their tasks, while the adults admired their dedication to these duties. As soon as the drinks were poured, Esme sent Nargo and Fearn to bring in the plates of scones, pancakes, and decorated cupcakes. Esme explained to her guests that while she had baked the scones last night, Fearn had done most of the pancakes and cupcakes...
"Hello, is that Mrs Cross? Or should I say, the former Mrs Cross?" "It is. Who are you, and what do you want?" "Madam, I am merely the bearer of glad tidings about your daughter." "My daughter? You know where my daughter is?" "Indeed, madam. Allow me to introduce myself more formally: I am Robert Kempe, Governor of the human colony on the planet of Rehome." "Rehome? Oh, yes I have heard of it. Why are you phoning me? Is my daughter in your colony, then?" "You are quick on...
"Oh, madam, I would never stoop to blackmail. I am not looking for any monetary benefit. I merely would appreciate some manly attention, at least for a while. Perhaps you could put in a good word for me, and encourage John in the matter, madam." Angelina thought for a moment, then responded, "Sylvia, If I were to suggest to John that I would not object to him paying some ... close ... attention to you, would that be acceptable? I will also say that your job is not in jeopardy, in case you...
SERVING LADY VULBIA I arrived at Lady Vulbia’s house right on time, full of nervous expectations. She had asked me to come over after work, to help Her celebrate. Although Lady Vulbia did not tell me what She wanted to celebrate, I was sure it was in honour of my One-year anniversary serving this superior Woman. I had known Her for about 5 years, prior to that. I was a 35-year-old account executive, and she was the only Female customer I had on my list. I always enjoyed...
This is the first “didi” story I ever wrote. It’s my deepest (and darkest?) fantasy. It probably needs to be rewritten at some stage because I think it’s been written too much by my male brain and not enough by my female side.The story begins…..My wife, Susan, one evening announced to me that we had been invited to a party at a new friend of hers. Victoria had inherited a fortune from her father and she lived in a mansion in the best part of town. It all sounded very exciting. Apparently she...
Helen was quick to spot a solution. "Let's refer it to the colony authorities. They have access to all the scientists on the planet, so they should be able to get the right people on the job. The results will be of interest to the Colony authorities, especially if we can identify potential woods for future use. The forests on Rehome are mostly protected, for whatever reason, and so most wood has to be imported. It mostly comes from Earth at the moment, but once New Eden gets access to the...
"How do you mean?" Ebenezer was unsure what she meant. "Various social pressure groups use petitions with thousands of supporters, to put pressure on companies to rescind unfair practices. It is quite effective, I understand." "Phoebe, do you think you could start one, against all the seed merchants pushing up their prices together, and looking at a cartel? I wouldn't want to do it from me, as a distributor." "Sure, I can do that. It gives me something to contribute to your...
He got back to Ian and told him what he had found. They decided that Dearden should be interviewed, smartish. They asked colleagues at Coventry to start with a preliminary interview, if he could be found at the university. He was located there, so the local police went and pulled him out of his class, and invited him, with some pressure, to the station for a recorded interview. He looked more puzzled than worried, at the start, but they refused to speak to him about possible accusations...
"I see. Then you should try Trevor Defreitas, CEO of Rehome Deliveries. He has recently become chairman of the Circle, so should know what's what, and where the bodies are buried." Taking that on board, Esme phoned Rehome Deliveries and asked for him, as Chair of Metropolis Business Circle. He was soon on the line. "What can we of the Business Circle do for you, Ma'am?" She said carefully, "We of the Bank of Rehome are considering a loan request from Mr Thomas Carson, a local...
"You ran your own business? I had the impression you worked for a bank on Earth!" "Not quite. I saved most of my pay during enlistment, so I had a basis for starting a business operation. I set myself up as a money-lender at reasonable rates, to be a benefit to the community I came from. I undercut all the commercial competition and became the lender of choice for practically everyone in the area. Once I could afford to branch out, I helped people to set up their own local businesses, and...
Diane told him, "You don't want to know what my staff are up to. Suffice it to say that we are looking into a complaint passed to Mary, and I hope to be able to resolve it after tomorrow." Mary added, "And I had a frustrating day at work, so I am feeling in need of my husband's loving." Helen was feeling left out, so said, "I just love my man." Bob stood back and admired them. "Well, I see three whiteys. Where is my black woman? Ruth should have a say in this." Diane said to...
Although he had been enjoying this very sociable wedding event, George Montford finally sidled over to John Frederickson to mutter, "I have to get back to the office, John. Someone has to hold the fort..." John grinned at him. "Thanks, George. I'll just concentrate on my wives, today. Tell your ladies they are welcome to stay on here for as long as they want." "They may appreciate that, John. I'll tell them." George got back to the company office, and found among his "IN"...
The door opened letting in the cold wind and mist of a late autumn night. A lone figure wrapped in a travelling cape stepped through the sill. The richly embroided hooded cape identified him as a man of means, the long sword, other weapons thrust in his wide belt and his large frame identified him as a war man and a man not to trifle with. When he shrugged his hood on his shoulders, his bearded handsome but scarred face seconded the impression. The inn was empty but for the innkeeper behind...
About a month after the problems and fun with my mother in law I had to work late one Friday and called the wife to let her know. The wife said ok and told me that cindy was there and they were just sitting around talking and drinking anyway. She started teasing me telling me that I would be missing out on all the fun they had planned. I was a little frustrated having to be stuck at work and couldn't be there to play with them. I think the wife knew it too and started telling me that she had...
“That one, sir. I admit, however, to being unaware that there was more than one Ebenezer within your ken.” “There isn’t. What can I do for you, Ebenezer?” “I am not sure, Governor. I have information from Earth that I have compared with events on Rehome, and the similarities have intrigued me.” “That sounds like the sort of curiosity that has to be explained, Ebenezer.” “To elucidate, sir: My darling Euphemia, whose hand I will take in marriage next week (along with my other darling,...
Robert had a possible solution. "Either the ground is very absorbent, and the water seeps through, or the geology is limestone, and there are underground rivers conveying the water to the sea. One could test that by measuring the salinity of the ocean about a kilometre from the shore. Where an underground river meets the ocean, the salinity level will drop markedly, due to the freshwater input. I am not sure how we could run these tests, though." The Personalia voice intruded, "That is...
"Miss Proctor, may I call you Ruth? I was under the apprehension that your talent lay in undercover situations. Your attire does not give that impression to me. Have you any explanation?" Ruth looked surprised. "Sorry, Madam. I was given to believe that this was a business meeting, to discuss a new task. I dressed accordingly. When it comes to my work, I will dress appropriately for that environment." "Ah. That is all right, then. I unfortunately assumed that this was your normal mode...
"Freda, what is your husband doing with this girl? Is he intending to marry her?" "Eh? How would I know? I haven't spoken with him. I don't really want to know what he is up to with her." "Oh. I see. It was just that ... if he actually wanted to marry her, he would have to get your approval, wouldn't he?" "My approval? Don't be daft, Margo! Why would I consent to that? I haven't even divorced him yet." "Divorce? How do you mean, Freda?" "Well, I haven't got around to...
The professor wanted to see the fish market and meet some fishermen, so Tom got permission from his boss – his wife - to escort her there and make the introductions. The market was simply an area next to the harbour, with a few stalls erected to protect the catches from the sunshine – on the days when it was sunny. Otherwise it was to shelter the fish from the drying winds from onshore. Tom explained that you had to time your visit correctly. If you arrived just as the fisherman came...
Eventually the train arrived at the very basic structure that was the station for the new village. The passengers alighting at the station got off, including the Montford sisters and their tourist guide. Then the flatcar and its cargo was shunted into the single siding and uncoupled, so the train could continue to its final destination. Amelia operated the controls to swing the ramp round to land on the hard compacted earth, then returned to the caravan to back it off, down the ramp on to...
Preparations for the wedding were as complete as was possible. The guests were all Rehome residents except for the Montfords and Mrs Cross. The Governor, his wives and household staff were there, as were John Wilson and a few representatives of the tourist body that Amelia worked for. The Director of Education, Jennifer Prentice was there and Trevor's other boss, Pam Humbert. Unusually for a human wedding, Mother Narech was there on behalf of the Personalia and the Malans. The others were...
As I was printing and collating nine sets of forms, the office personnel filed along both sides of my workstation coming from their offices around me and the open work area in front. Bill Clancy came in the back entrance from his office in the plant. It was an early meeting I was asked schedule on all their computer calendars as a mandatory meeting with Bob Hansen. I occasionally smiled as someone greeted me or commented on my outfit as they walked by. My focus though was on getting the...
Serving Her ????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Serving Her Our world has not always been kind to women and sadly much of it still is not.Though coveted for their beauty, intellect and insight they have often been relegated to be trophys of war, excuses for war and abandoned to rebuild society by their own hands. Civilization has progressed and, with that, the stature of women has progressed. Within my lifetime I have seen a growing awareness of the worth, the equality...
THE HONOR OF SERVING MY COUNTRY - HIGH HEEL CAMP By Katharine Sexkitten I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. Can you imagine? For a feminine-leaning man like me, one more or less just discovering his passion for cross-dressing, what could be better than waking up every morning and opening the door to a closet full of pretty clothes? Skirts, dresses, blouses, leggings, shoes. The works. Plus, every kind of lingerie item imaginable, all in my sizes. Like a free pharmacy to a...
Monday Janet Vargas settled into her office for the day. She had been Principal of Clinton High School for many years but had always hated this task — the annual budget and next year's personnel issues. Books, equipment, paper, pens, replacement desks, replacement chairs, building maintenance, the cafeteria, the list went on and on and on. And personnel! Old teachers retired or transferred, new teachers had to be found and trained, even teachers that stayed on from year-to-year needed skills...
Every Friday night for the last two years we had all gotten together for a few drinks and some laughs. You know, friend stuff, cards or darts or dominoes. Cindy and Billy had been married for five years. Kerri and I for seven. I don’t remember exactly how it got started, but one night the girls challenged Billy and I to a game of strip poker. I still remember how my cock was throbbing as the girls laid down the rules. The game was three card stud, boys against the girls. The losers of the round...
A fictional story of a brother perving on his sister while she goes about some dirty business. Not a personal story, just one I thought up over dinner last night. A completely fictional story. Not an ounce of truth to it but I was feeling dirty so decided to write a dirty story…don and and and ‘t think it and and and ‘s too good though. Hopefully the next one should be better. A brother and sister home alone. The sister is in the bathroom, getting ready for a shower. the brother, a pervert,...
Incest[Part 1 - Just Another Day in the Market]Continued..."'Ello, 'ello, 'ello, what's all this, then?" boomed the voice of the Sergeant of the Guard as the store room door burst open.Gilli and Sir Cuthbert froze in horror, Sir Cuthbert's hand still nestled in Gilli's warm, wet groove (and she had been so close!)The Sergeant hauled Gilli to her feet, and handed her off to his corporal standing just outside the door.Standing to attention, and adopting a more respectful tone, he continued: "I'm afraid...
The Honor Of Serving My Country - Duty Calls And Booty Calls By Katharine Sexkitten It was a cold, grey morning outside, the day they unwrapped me. Looking down slowly, after weeks of nervous anticipation, almost dreading what I'd see, I couldn't help myself. My emotions got the best of me and I lost it, crying. Great bubbling tears and sobs wracked me, my eyes instantly so filled with liquid that my own vision of myself was distorted, seeing everything rounded and wavy, like...
Judith was late in getting up this morning. Georgina noticed, and remarked on it to the teenager. "Are you all right, Judith? You seem a bit lethargic this morning." The younger woman looked glum. "I am a bit under the weather, Georgina dear. My tummy is a bit uneasy this morning. I don't know what the matter is." Georgina had a glimmer of an idea. "Judith, dear? When is your period due? Is this perhaps period pains coming on?" "Oh, no. I don't think so. My period is due ... oh ......
"Nope. Not for now. You have to see the doctor, first. I'd hate to do something wrong, through ignorance. You agree, Peggy?" "Yes, I see what you mean. You do things right, don't you, Trevor?" "I do my best, Peggy. At least, I try to, when I know what I am doing." The remainder of that day went smoothly. Peggy produced a satisfactory evening meal, and all the babies behaved themselves – almost! There were the usual "feed me!" or " change my nappy" cries, but their mothers coped...
The machine Person at the other end of the conversation had a laugh at the thought of a Robin Hood-style attack. "We shall act accordingly, Governor." They put their first digital attack into operation immediately. Before long, they had accounts bulging with cash in banks all over the Earth. At the same time, The owners of the depleted accounts became frantic, trying to work out what had happened to their cash assets. There was an automatic assumption that some human agency was...
Widow! Winston suddenly remembered that, back in Nigeria, a widow was a position to be avoided at all costs. When a married woman's husband dies, she is regarded as his property, to be passed on to other family members, and so a liability, unless her husband had left a will giving her assets. The woman was shattered still, he realised, despite it being two years since her husband had died. He recovered. "My apologies, mother. I give you my respect, and always will do, as is due my...
"I see. We can arrange for the requisite visits to the planet's surface, with suitable protective measures in place. No human has set foot on it so far, so we don't know what might be there."" "Fine. That is about it for geology, I think, though Robert may have more input to give you. For geography, me and Mia could do most of the work from images, but we will probably want more detailed data for particular items, like variations in sea temperature, and especially any underwater...
"Governor! How nice to hear from you again. That bag of diamonds set me up with a new house, a car, and some cash invested for the future; and my experience with you has got me a consultant post with the university. If I can do anything for you, fire away!" "Terence, We are looking at another new planet that has a huge amount of forests covering the land. The Personalia have taken samples for us of all the tree species, so we need appropriate experts to examine these samples and tell us...
"Really? What does our advert require?" "Your advert needs to state the basics: your company name, its address and contact details, and the barest detail of what you sell. You want readers to contact you for detailed information, based on their own requirements. For instance, what is your company name?" "Rehome Seed Distributors." "Then, how about: "Rehome Seed Distributors, Home Street, Metropolis. Quality seeds and plants for the best farming results. Contact Fred at (phone...
I own one suit (charcoal gray) and one pair of dress shoes (black) to wear with it. When it comes to dress-up, I'm not really a Technicolor person. I bought them at the same time about six years ago to wear to my grandmother's funeral. Since then, I've worn them exactly twice; once to a friend's wedding and once to the funeral I'm going to tell you about. Since I work for the U.S. Forestry Service as a ranger in Idaho, I spend most of my time outside and that means suits and ties are...
Due to my work commitments I have been away for too long from Mistress Elektra's clutches whom I serve with the uppermost devotion. Serving Mistress Elektra has its long term benefits in having your limits stretched to the maximum ! Mentally as well as physically! !!!Oh yes !..... Mistress Elektra is a lover of stretching arseholes with her great selection of strap-on cocks from medium to massive (she doesn't do small !!) Mistress is also an expert in fisting her slaves as she pushes her...
About a month ago sissy was honored to meet and serve her Mistress.Mistress has been training me for a couple months to be her Britney sissy slave.Training included watching lots of sissy hypno vids along with BBC hypno vids.Learning to dress as Mistress likes, sucking dildoes to become a better cocksucker.Locked in Chasity, my chastity is a nub because my clitty is so small.Wearing butt plugs and once I got use to a size, I had to go purchase a bigger one to getMy pussy ready for large BBC.I...
Rob had asked me to meet him in Napoleons for a few drinks before we went back to his place. We had been seeing each other for about three months. He was the first guy I had really let myself go with. I’d been married to a lovely girl for five years but couldn’t resist the thrill and feeling of being with another man. She found texts on my phone from a guy who described in detail what we had done the evening before and how much he was looking forward to doing it again with me the following week...
The 3rd and final part of the "Serving My Mistress" trilogy.............................................................................In the now lit up basement, I saw infront of me what my Mistress Chrissy had prepared... A torture rack! It looked like a normal long wooden table with leather wrist/ankle restraints at the top and bottom of it and a wheel at the top which, when rotated, tightens and constricts the chain attached to the restraints, causing the stretching out of the victim's...
Part 2 of "Serving My Mistress".........................................................................."That'll be them now!" Chrissy stated in excitement, "go and answer the door then! Like the good slave you are."I replied, "Ms I've not got any clothes on-""What did I say about interupting me?! Don't! Now go and answer it as you are," she smiled in anticipation of the day ahead, "they'll like that."Obediently, I made my way down to the door and, with nothing but a nervous smile on my face,...
He got rid of his clothes and started to get ready for a bath. He wanted to get refreshed and then chill out with a drink, enjoying and toasting his success. He got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist and walked back towards his bed. “Mmmmm…. Isn’t that a cute ass. Pity it is covered”. It was a husky woman’s voice. Mike spun around startled. What he saw took his breath away. On his bed was lying the most gorgeous woman he had ever laid his eyes on. She was a...
Hi friends ,this is my first story on ISS and I hope that you will enjoy my story.I am george from kerala And this is a story told to be my friend.I found it interesting and decided to share it .Without boring you more lets get on to the story. It was a Sunday and I have come to the office for some shit work due to some client visit. I just came to office and since it was Sunday no one was there. Being Sunday I just came in a skirt and t shirt. I for the first time in my life came to office...
G.S.P. Chapter 6 Serving as a Sex Slave "Have you forgotten who I am!" the person on the computer screen shouted. The assembled G.S.P members around the table found it best to remain silent and try to leave the talking to their superiors. "Of course not Congressman Winthers," agent Anderson replied. "Then how come that you have not located my missing daughter Carol?" Winthers inquired. "I was just on the way to ask Eagle to give you an update," Anderson responded weakly. Eagle...
From what I gather the lingerie and heels I first wore, were for another sissy which belonged to Master. She had been moved on to serve another Master and I am now her replacement. I now have my own wardrobe of sexy underwear, all supplied by my Master which fits much better. The strict diet I’m on makes me look sexy as I have very long slim legs and a very slim waist. By bottom looks better in G-strings rather than panties but my new look pleases Master and I like to make sure all his desires...
"Stop? STOP? Don't be estupido, girl. I will happily make love to my pregnant wives as many times as I possibly can, until you are too large in front to be comfortable with my attentions. I love you girls, and want to love you to bits all the time ... a father; just think of it! I don't care whether you each have a son or a daughter. They are the children of our loins, and so worthy of bringing up in a loving environment." Euphemia brought him back to the nitty gritty. "Darling, will...
"The difficulty we have experienced is the inconsistency in the rock we are going through. Most of it is sedimentary, then you can strike a quarts vein, or a volcanic dyke, which is much harder, or you can find a patch of sand. If it is dry sand, tunnelling will be awkward, because the sand will flow like a liquid. The only solution is injecting grout to solidify the sand, but that is a physical job, not the same as excavating with nanites, so the tunnelling stops for a while, before it gets...