A Witchs Orgy 2
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Becky was dressed for going out with her friends to trick and treat the neighbours as it was Halloween night. She was in a zombie style short-sleeved white blouse with red streaks as though it was blood, a red and white short skirt, and white knee-length socks which also had red blood-like streaks. She had red make-up splodged on her face and thick red lipstick. Her blonde hair also had streaks of red running through it. She had thick black eye-shadow to finish off her ghoulish look.
Becky was sixteen-years-old and at sixth form college, although had to live away from home and was lodging with Mrs Hawkes, or Mrs. H as they both liked her to call her. Linda Hawkes was forty-years-old and lived alone which was why she rented out one of her bedrooms.
Becky was due to meet two college friends and trick and treat together. However, that was in another forty-five minutes, and before then she thought she would trick and treat Mrs.. H. After all, she had a crush on Mrs. H, and also looked on her as the mum she didn’t have whilst living away from home and loved to spend time with her. She and Mrs. H often played little tricks on each other, mainly harmless, just as some mum’s and daughters did.
Becky walked downstairs and into the living room and, smiling at Mrs. H, said a happy, “Trick or treat?”
Mrs. H, Linda, smiled back and said with a wicked smile, “You look perfect, Becky.” She didn’t add that she thought she looked sexy as well because she liked Becky a lot, and fantasised about them being a serious item. However, she hung back worried that Becky would rebuff her as she was more like her mum’s age.
Becky also had feelings for Mrs. H and she often fantasised about being alone with her and cuddling up and kissing and doing together all the other things, certainly ending with giving each other massive orgasms. However, she had never had the courage to say anything because of their age difference, and so was happy with the almost mother-daughter relationship they had.
Linda continued to give Becky a smile as she said, “You certainly look really scary in your Halloween outfit.”
Just then Linda took out her phone and looked at it as though it had vibrated, and all of a sudden the lights went out. Not just the lights in the living room, though, but in the hallway as well to the extent it was almost pitch black as the curtains were closed.
Linda let out a gasp and sounded scared as she asked Becky, “Who did that? I thought I saw something in the hallway that just floated, like a ghost, but it moved quickly. Do you think it could be a ghost,” she asked?
Becky didn’t like the dark and froze and didn’t reply.
Suddenly a figure appeared and it was Linda’s gasped again. It was an old woman, but not quite human. She was haggard, with off white and almost grey skin colour, and was wearing a long black robe. She was hunched over and had wrinkled skin, a pointy nose and stringy hair, and Linda realised she was looking at a witch, which didn’t exist, of course.
The witch cackled and said, “I am Esmeralda and I am here as the devil is on his way to take you to the cavern unless you correct your horrendous error. Only then will the devil release you from the penalty you deserve for the wrongs you have committed.”
Linda was still scared, and asked, “What must we do.”
Esmeralda cackled, “You must do the upside-down treat.”
Becky wasn’t thinking too straight but wondered if this was all a trick by Mrs. H for the naughty trick she played on her last week when she had gone into Mrs. H’s bathroom and changed her hair colour solution to bright red. That was why Mrs. H still had bright red hair now instead of her usual light brown. She did remember Mrs. H threw a bit of a fit and threaten to give her a spanking, but Becky refused and after a short while Mrs. H relaxed and never mentioned that again. However, she hadn’t heard of anything like an upside-down thing so she asked in a frightened tone, “How does this upside-down thing work?”
Esmerelda explained, “You need to bend across Mrs. H’s lap.”
Becky replied sarcastically, thinking it was a joke, with, “Yeah, right, and then Mrs. H gives me a good spanking I suppose?”
Esmeralda laughed and cackled. “No, not that. Anyway, you keep your skirt and knickers on. No, what happens is that you bend over her lap so your face is quite close to the floor. Questions will appear on the floor and the more you answer correctly the more protection the devil gives you and the more treats you get at the houses you call at later on with your friends. Also, if a house doesn’t give a treat then the devil will scare them all night as revenge. Have you really not heard of that, Becky?”
Becky could see the witch was being serious and so asked, “Where do the questions come from?”
Esmeralda replied, “They just appear on the floor close to your face.”
Becky still looked doubtful, but then the witch cackled again ordering, “Do upside-down or else there will be serious trouble.”
Linda was even more concerned, and said in a scared tone, “I think we should do it, Becky. Really, I do. We don’t want the devil coming, do we?”
Becky wasn’t so sure but as the witch said it wasn’t for a spanking but was to be closer to where the questions appeared, she said, “Well, I suppose we better try it.”
Linda gave Becky a thankful look and said earnestly, “Let’s use a dining chair,” and grabbed Becky by the hand and led her towards the dining table. She turned a dining chair into the room and sat down, looked up at Becky and said, still sounding scared, “Okay Becky, over you go and have your face close to the floor.”
Becky held back a moment and asked the witch, “Just to be clear, Esmeralda, there is no way Mrs. H is going to give me a spanking?”
Esmeralda cackled again, “No Becky. That’s the last thing to happen. We need to avoid the devil and his demons, that’s all.”
Becky didn’t actually mind going across Mrs. H’s lap but only asked to check it wasn’t a game Mrs. H was playing on her. After all, it was trick or treat night and this could be a trick. However, Esmeralda looked real enough, and now happy it was for real, reminded herself that she had to admit that as well as making love to Mrs. H, she had fantasised being spanked by her as well, and when she was threatened with just that when she carried out the hair colour prank she reckoned she wouldn’t have minded.
However, her teenage stroppiness took over and she baulked at the threat and Mrs. H didn’t press her. Becky remembered actually regretting that that evening, but again never raised the matter again. Now, though, as she went across her lap and her long hair draped along the floor and her forehead was just a few inches above the floor, she rather liked the fact that she was looking at Mrs. H’s upside-down legs.
Linda held her arms away as Becky bent across her lap thinking how scared she still was as she didn’t believe in witches but here was one very real one in her house.
Becky still felt ill at ease and just wanted to satisfy whatever the witch wanted. Suddenly, the floor by her face lit up and it was words which she made out. ‘How old are you?’
Becky couldn’t believe how easy the question was and said out loud, “I’m sixteen-years-old.” After answering the light went out and Esmeralda cackled, and said, “That is correct.”
A few moments later the floor lit up again and this time the question was, “How old is Mrs. H?”
Becky realised she didn’t actually know the answer and whispered but loud enough for Mrs. H to hear, “Are you 38?”
Linda said a fearful sounding, ”I wish. No, I’m forty-years-old,” and, as she answered she unconsciously placed her hand on Becky’s skirt covered bottom.
Becky felt Mrs. H’s hand on her bottom but thought nothing of it, and was now even more scared as the questions just appeared. She was also more concerned when the crackling voice said, “One right and one wrong so that isn’t good at all. The devil is on his way so get the next question right.”
Suddenly the floor lit up again and the question was, ‘What house number are you.’
Becky was glad she could answer that one again. “Number fifty.”
The crackling voice said, “Correct.”
Then the witch asked, “Becky, is Mrs. H your mum?”
Becky was quite taken aback by the question but was focusing more now and replied, “No.”
The next question appeared on the floor. “Would you like to go out with Mrs. H?”
Becky knew what she wanted to say but wondered if it was the answer the witch wanted. She knew she had to say something and so decided on the truth. “Yes.”
The crackling voice said, “Correct.”
Linda was getting more and more nervous and was now unconsciously rubbing her hand in circles on Becky’s bottom, not realising she was being made to do it by the witch.
Becky sighed with relief at another right answer and then realised that Mrs. H was rubbing her hand around her bottom, albeit over her dress, but still didn’t think anything of it and in fact, rather liked the feeling.
The witch asked the next question. “Would you like to be girlfriends or mum and daughter?”
Becky found herself getting more and more aroused by the questions, and by her bottom being rubbed, and somehow less scared as she replied asked, “Can we be girlfriends?”
The crackling voice said, “Not really. How about girlfriends when you are good and mother and daughter when you aren’t?”
Becky had to admit she rather liked the sound of that arrangement. Maybe she would end up getting that spanking she knew that she deserved anyway, so replied enthusiastically, “That sounds even better.”
The floor lit up again and the question was, “What colour knickers do you have on, Becky?“
Becky quickly replied, “Really sexy black ones.”
Linda seemed more relaxed when Esmeralda ordered, “Let me have a look, then,”
Linda took it as an instruction and as she ran her hand up the back of Becky‘s bare leg and caught the hem of her skirt and lifted it up a light shone on Becky’s knickers just then and the crackling voice said, “Correct.”
The light shone on the floor again and the question was, “Did you replace Mrs. H’s hair colour solution last week?”
The cackling voice cut in with, “Be very careful with your answer, Becky. Any lies will be immediately dealt with, and very severely.”
Becky heard the threat and replied, “Yes, it was me.”
The light shone again and the question was, “Why weren’t you spanked?”
The cackling voice cut in again. “The truth and only the truth.”
Becky replied, honestly, “I said no.”
The crackling voice said an angry, “No way. That is awful. Really bad. I can feel the devil coming.”
Becky got scared asked, hopefully, “What if Mrs. H spanked me now?”
Esmeralda cackled again, “Yes, but only if it is very very hard or else the devil and his cohorts will still come. They have taken four humans so far tonight and they are already back in the cavern and screaming in pain.”
Becky was now really scared and said quickly, “Okay, then, Mrs. H, spank me now, spank me now.”
Linda whispered again just loudly enough for Becky to hear. “But Esmeralda said when you went over my lap that I wouldn’t be spanking you, Becky, so are you sure?”
Becky almost screamed, “I don’t care, just spank me if that will stop all this happening.”
Esmeralda cut in with a cackling, “Yes, do it. The harder the spanking the better the shield to stop the devil coming. Better make sure it is on her bare bottom.”
Linda agreed it was the best course of action and said urgently, “Well, Becky, I guess I’ll have to. Lift your bottom up so I can take your knickers down.”
Becky obediently raised her bottom and felt Mrs. H ease her thumbs inside the elastic of her knickers and lower them to her knees before again rubbing her now bare bottom.
Esmeralda sounded urgent when she cackled, “Quickly. Spank her. You must make sure her bottom is bright red like fire.”
Linda looked up at Esmeralda and asked in a worried tone, “Until she cries?”
The now trembling crackling voice said, “No, much longer than that. Her bottom must be on fire and glowing.”
Linda whispered to Becky, “Sorry, but I will have to do as she says.”
Becky replied anxiously, “Yes, yes, really hard. Do it.” Becky really was scared. She had seen what the devil and his entourage did in the films and now reckoned they weren’t just made up but were real.
Linda focused and after taking a deep breath raised her hand and brought her palm down on Becky’s far bottom cheek. She knew it hurt from the gasp Becky gave.
Linda then brought her palm down really hard on Becky’s far bottom cheek watching it surrender under her hand and then bounce back as she raised a hand. However, she wasn’t really focusing on the effect on Becky’s bottom but more on the need to make sure that this was a hard enough spanking to satisfy the crackling voice that was supervising them. So, on and on she spanked Becky on alternate bottom cheeks trying her best to ignore the increasingly pain-filled gasps that Becky was making as well as her leg kicking and yelping.
Even though Linda thought she was spanking really hard, she felt Esmeralda’s cold breath on her neck as the witch insisted, “Harder, harder, much harder.”
Becky was struggling to cope but she also heard the voice and implored, “Please Mrs. H, spank me harder, much much harder.”
In response, Linda did spank even harder, or at least she thought that she was, on and on.
Again she felt the cold breath on her neck and heard the voice order, “Not good enough. Spank her on the same cheek only several times, to make it more intense and make her bottom redder quicker. You are running out of time as I can sense them coming still.”
Linda immediately followed that instruction and proceeded to land spank after spank on the far bottom cheek, and then, after about a dozen spanks, she changed to spanking the near bottom cheek time and again. She told herself that she didn’t want to get the witch so annoyed that the devil did come in any case and so kept on spanking that way as she hoped Becky’s bottom would soon look like it was on fire, albeit she could hardly make that out in the dark.
After what seemed an age the cackling voice insisted, “Now spank the backs of her legs in the same way.”
Linda obeyed immediately and proceeded to spank alternately the backs of Becky’s legs. She knew that this must really hurt Becky but she knew that she had no choice, and, from the way that Becky had implored her to obey the instructions, she knew that Becky had no choice either. Of course, Becky couldn’t talk now as she was crying freely but assumed that was how she still felt.
So, as the spanks continued to land on the backs of Becky’s legs so Linda heard the constant crying intermingled with gasps of pain from Becky. She looked around to see whether she could see the witch, but she again felt the cold breath on her neck as the instruction was given, “Continue, and much harder.”
Linda still knew that she had no choice. In any case, she had now spanked Becky for so long it didn’t really make any difference if the spanking continued. So, still obeying the witch she did continue to spank Becky knowing that the crying was getting uncontrollable, she was shaking her head from side to side with her hair flying around, her legs were tensed as well her arms, but it also showed that she was still submitting to the spanking and was making no effort to resist.
Becky felt the cold breath again and wondered what the instruction would be this time, but was relieved to hear, “Enough. I think the devil has gone elsewhere.”
Linda left out a relieved, “Thank goodness,” as she now rubbed Becky’s very hot bottom and made soothing noises to try and calm her down. She said, “It’s okay, now Becky, I’ve finished spanking you. You can now calm down.”
It did take Becky a while to calm down, although she had to admit that she did rather like the way that Mrs. H was now rubbing her bottom and the backs of her legs. It was all very soothing and pretty much like a loving caress even though she was still bent across her lap with her hair draped on the floor, and she still couldn’t make out anything other than the blurred backs of Mrs. H’s legs. Even so, she was starting to recover.
Once Becky had changed from crying to the occasional sob, Linda asked the witch, “Can Becky now get up?”
Esmeralda replied, “Not quite yet. I need to discuss with you why this happened.”
Becky was now listening and so was Linda, both intrigued as to why they had been picked out on this Halloween night.
Esmeralda continued, “You have heard the saying trick or treat. Obviously you have because Becky said it when she came into the living room. However, it is deeper than that. We in the devil’s domain know that Becky was very naughty last week and should have received her spanking then but refused. You, Mrs. H, also knew that she deserved a spanking, but didn’t insist. So, when she asked today for a trick or a treat, we in the cavern decided that you deserved a treat. To be clear, you Mrs. H deserved a treat, not Becky. For that reason, I came here to persuade you to give Becky the spanking that she deserved. Other demons would’ve followed if you had not carried out the spanking. So, well done, you have earned your treat.”
Linda couldn’t resist but asked, “So what would the trick have been?”
Esmeralda cackled as he replied, “Well, Becky tricked you last week into applying the wrong hair colour solution and now Becky has been tricked into accepting such a very hard albeit very-deserved spanking.”
Linda was finding it hard to get her head around what was being said, and her thoughts interrupted when Esmeralda cackled, “I will now be away. My advice to you, Mrs. H, is to learn from today and to maintain disciplinary control over you’re very naughty lodger, that is Becky.”
With that, there was a whooshing sound and again Linda felt a rush of air, this time across her face. She looked up but couldn’t see anyone, although suddenly the lights came on in the living room. She looked down and saw Becky’s glowing red bottom cheeks and the backs of the legs, and felt so sympathetic towards her. Forgetting everything else, she held onto Becky as she eased her up.
A few moments later Linda and Becky were sitting on the sofa together, Linda with her arms around Becky hugging her, kissing her cheek, and saying, “At least you are a good girl now after your spanking.”
Becky clearly didn’t hold anything against Linda and said, “I shouldn’t have resisted last week because then this wouldn’t have happened, so it’s all my fault. I’m so sorry, Mrs. H.”
Linda hugged Becky even harder and said, with a smile, “So does that mean you won’t resist if you need another spanking?”
Becky winced as she replied, “I guess.”
Linda kept hugging Becky who hugged her back and next moment the two were kissing each other on the lips.
The time must’ve flown but suddenly Linda woke up and looked up to see two teenage girls standing there dressed just as Becky had been with what looked like blood-stained clothes For a moment she was horrified to think that actually the devil or his cohorts were still going to do whatever Esmeralda said they were going to do. However, before she could say anything one of the girls spoke.
“Oh my goodness, look at the colour of Becky’s bottom. Have you given her a spanking, Mrs. H?”
Linda asked sounding flustered, “Hang on a second, how did you two get into the house?”
The girl replied, “Well, just as we arrived at the door it opened and a strange eerie voice said, ‘Come in.’ We walked in, but before we could see who was talking to us, whoever it was literally flew past us and slammed the door shut. By the time we opened it to look out, no one was there.”
As Linda was trying to work out what had happened she looked down at herself and saw that she was naked. In fact, both she and Becky were fully naked and they were lying hugging each other but Becky’s bottom and legs were clearly on show to those who walked into the room.
Becky then woke with a start and looked up and said, “Hey, Lizzie, Mason, I’m sorry but we must’ve fallen asleep.” It was only then that she realised her bottom and legs were still stinging so badly and she squirmed around and saw they were all were bright red. She looked up at Linda and said, “Well, Mrs. H, that was some spanking you gave me. However, I know I actually deserved it so fair enough.”
Linda was still thinking about what had happened. How come she didn’t remember spanking Becky but did remember all of the comments Esmeralda made but really couldn’t believe that such a thing could’ve happened. On the other hand, she clearly had spanked Becky, but then ended up on the sofa with her, both fully naked. Did it really happen and did she follow the orders of a witch, which don’t exist of course, or did she just insist on giving Becky the spanking she so deserved, although couldn’t remember spanking her.
Mason laughed and said, “Oh, don’t worry about it Mrs. H. Becky’s behaviour leaves a lot to be desired, as I suppose mine does sometimes. Anyway, we know that she has made jokes to us about being spanked by you for not paying the rent or things like that. When she told us about the hair colour prank we said that if she wasn’t spanked for that then she could hardly be spanked for anything. So, well done.”
Lizzie then said, “I guess Becky should stay here as those red legs will show under her very short Halloween skirt. Anyway, I guess the two of you have other things to do now, as you are both naked.”
Becky seemed to have fully recovered and smiled at Linda and said, “I guess I can get my treat now that I’m a good girl again.”
Linda tapped Becky’s bottom and said with a loving smirk, “Until you are naughty again. Don’t forget, we are girlfriends now when you are a good girl, and mum and daughter when you are naughty.”
Becky blushed and replied, “I know, but then I do need a strict discipline regime just like Mason and Esmeralda said, so from now on your decision is final on all discipline matters.”
Linda still didn’t believe in ghosts as she said, “Okay, girls. Good luck with the trick or treating.”
Mason bent down and said to Linda, “Well done, again, Mrs. H, and make sure you are really strict with our friend,” and then kissed Linda on the cheek.
Linda froze when she felt the same cold breath that Esmeralda had, and when Lizzie bent down and kissed her she too had a freezing cold breath. As the two girls walked out of the living room Linda still couldn’t understand what had really happened but also realised she saw the girls walking down the path but the door hadn’t been opened or closed. Had they flown through the closed door, as only witches and demons could do?
Becky diverted her attention, though. “Can we go upstairs to bed, now?”
Linda smiled and her questioning stopped. Whatever the truth was she was now going to get another treat, and, perhaps the best treat ever of a new girlfriend who knows she has to behave or get spanked again and again. Happy Halloween, for sure, she told herself.
Becky was delighted as well. She knew she had been really naughty changing the hair solution particularly when she saw how red Mrs. H’s hair was the day afterwards. She had to admit that when she went to her room she was almost in tears in dismay at the thought that maybe she had ruined any chance of having a friendship with Mrs. H. She was therefore so pleased when, the following day, Mrs. H told her that, whilst initially she was very annoyed, she saw the funny side and put it down to one of those moments when teenagers go a little too far. Becky had apologised profusely and had to admit to being so delighted that Mrs. H had not insisted then on giving her a spanking.
Of course, Becky realised that she hadn’t reckoned on Esmeralda and the devil coming up with this trick or treat scenario, and knew there would be plenty of times she would now earn, and get a hard spanking. On the bright side, though, there would also be many times that she and Mrs, H were going to be loving girlfriends when she was a good girl.
So, Becky and Linda both knew the spanking regime was here to stay as they went upstairs together to have good girl sex they both wanted. A few minutes later and they were in bed, cuddling and kissing each other and sucking each other’s taut nipples, and laughing about their experience. As they kissed each other's inner thighs their tongues and lips kissed and licked the others wet pussies so the talking stopped and the erotic gasps that both graved took over. Both came together with loud erotic gasps breathing heavily but both wanting to make the other cum again.
On and on they made love time and again, both so happy that whether it happened or not, they had a lot to thank Esmeralda for.
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When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...
“Well, hell,” Thea said as she wiped the beads of perspiration from her face. “I guess ‘spring’ is here, huh?” “Yeah. It’s supposed to be cooler at higher elevation,” I replied. We took a few minutes in the shade by the rocks before rejoining our boyfriends. The four of us had driven up into the pass to hike. According to the weather report, the last coolness of a fading winter was supposed to continue through mid-week, but they were wrong. Actually, from our view from Eagle Point, where we’d...
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The Fappening‘To me it’s not really a green. When I think green, I think of grass. That’s more like lemonade color.’ Erica’s nose was far too close to the glasses for my taste. Pouring the nearly clear absinthe over the rough-cut, cane-sugar cubes I favor, I tapped my spoon for a second to get her to back up. I wished I had my full setup here like I have at home, my Absinthe fountains water drippers are missed when I began to try and slowly pour water over the sugar cube. ‘Don’t you light it on fire?’ she...
Have you ever heard about a wonderful site called “Motherless”? I have a feeling that was a dumb question, of course, you fucking have. Well, I am here to talk about Motherless, but I shall also pay special attention to their Arab category. If you think Arabian sluts are hot, well you are in for a tasty treat, believe me.First, I should probably warn you that the name of this place comes from the fact that their content might be a bit too hardcore or questionable for some of you. Back in the...
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After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...
Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...
kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestThelma was 22 and like all of the young women at that time was still living at home with me and our parents in rural Kent; even though she had a good job in local Department Store. I was 15 and had just left school. The summer of 1965 was particularly fine so it wasn’t uncommon for me to sit around our secluded garden reading a Detective novel when my parents were at work. The difference today was that Thelma was on the first day of her annual holidays and had joined me wearing a very...
Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...
Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...
My Grandfather came up to visit from Jamaica over the holidays. He stayed with my mom and I in NYC. My Grandfather was a successful businessman and had a thriving professional business, in Buff Bay, Jamaica. He was 62 and had the physique of a much younger man. Since my Grandmother's death he travels abroad often, and lives as a bachelor. He is a big man. Standing 6'4 and weighing about 220 lbs. His skin is tanned a rich dark pecan brown with a thick neck like a football player. ...
Ethel's Pa was telling a story. "A man comes into the garage wanting a new horn for his Dodge. The old bulb was torn. Well, we have horns; but they don't fit his brackets..." "What did he want with a horn?" Ma asked. "Dodge cars don't need them. They have 'Dodge, Brothers' written clearly on the front." "Oh, Nellie," Pa said, but -- at least -- he dropped the story. Ethel couldn't decide which was worse, Ma's jokes or Pa's stories. Pa was fascinated by anything mechanical,...
Damn Katherine and her classy fashion sense... Once again my Mother-in-law had a new skirt suit which would work for brunch, mother-of-the-bride or some other fancy occasion, it was simply lovely. Tonight was one of those other occasions. The suit was perfect for the work awards dinner that my wife Veronica has dragged me too. Katherine, on the other hand, who was looking just so, was all too happy to attend. Katherine's suit is simply irresistible to me. The color, the style,...
Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...
Fantasy & Sci-Fifrom my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me – I will be punished for it sooner or later. But oh, should any ladies read this, perhaps you, at least, will understand what provocation I had endured and grant me some...
When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...
“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in...
Esther III ? by: TamarainRubber Even though we knew we were going to be late for Lisa's party, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. For the next hour or so we grabbed each other like wild cats in heat. Her breasts heaving and her lungs gasping for oxygen, Esther still found the energy to warn me not to cum. At some point she did pull my cock out from behind my rubber bloomers and shoved every inch into her mouth. The clothes she had dressed me in only made me harder and,...
The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...
Hope you like Esther's latest installment! ESTHER FOUR By TamarainRubber I obediently followed Esther down the long narrow hallway that led into an enormous room filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, soft whispers and a bevy of leather-clad women and men dolled up as maids, rubber babies, and crossdressing sluts like me. Strangely enough (and very much to my pleasure), there was little if any evidence of the S&M parties I had only read about, but never...
The front door opened and again Frank came in, a little less dramatically than the day before but no less intimidating to me as I felt timid and weak dressed in my mother-in-laws things. Frank was half expecting me to be dressed as my normal slouchy male self, ready to put a stop to all this, but he was happy when he saw I didn't have the fortitude to do that. He actually smiled at me, "There's my little wife. That dress looks nice on you." I smiled back not knowing what to do, it...
Caroline dumped her books so loudly on the table that it caused Mike to look up momentarily from his laptop.“Hi, Caroline, I take it the tutorial didn’t go so well?”Caroline slumped onto the chair opposite him.“The pompous bitch basically told me to start again.”“Look I know nothing about art, I don’t even know what I like, but I do know that you know your stuff. Why don’t I get you a drink and we can talk about something else.”As Mike placed the two pints of beer down on the table, Caroline...
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As a community physio I was on my way to see Dawn and her husband Stuart, he was the patient he has what is known as Locked in syndrome LIS. This is where you are aware but cannot move, speak due to paralysis.I arrived to be met by Dawn, she is about 55 tall ,blonde with a nice figure for her age, I'd been seeing Stuart for a few months now and giving him passive therapy. I'd always got on with both of them very well, obviously not much input form him due to his condition, she was always a bit...
When Esther had woken up the next morning laying next to Romeo, she almost freaked out, but the all of the memories from the night before flooded into her brain."Oh god." She sat up and looked at Romeo's sleeping figure next to her, his teal hair was tossed about the pillow, and he chest heaved up and down, Damn he is so hot, she thought, I acted kind of crazy last night, her face burned, ugh, what the fuck was wrong with her these days? She felt Romeo's body shift a little and her heart sped...
Esther II By TamarainRubber I had found the woman I had been dreaming about, hoping she would be my lover for years to come. Esther was the first real lady I had encountered who actually seemed to be honest about wanting to share my passions. I prayed that I would not be disappointed. From how she reacted, I didn't think I would be, but I was the planet's biggest skeptic. For the past four hours, Esther made me try on an incredibly sexy collection of female fetish wear that...
Chapter 1 – The Birth of a Goddess Zeke cracked his knuckles and spread out his fingers. They touched the black glass in front of him and the desk lit up. A white keyboard appeared and he started to type on the touchscreen desktop. His fingers bounced around the screen, typing across the keyboard of light. You see, Zeke was a genius beyond his years. He was currently eighteen and in his second year of college. His masterful mind crossed with a youth of video games made him into one of the...
Everyone says you should not travel these roads alone, but I am not a helpless old fool. In fact, I am shy of 20 cycles old. They say these parts are ridden with trolls and goblins. I have also heard stories of a wicked witch that lives in the woods beyond. All tales told by old fools to frighten children. I have seen some truly beautiful things on this journey to and from the dwarven kingdom. Mountains that touch the sky, valleys that go on forever. Sunsets that fill the sky with color. And...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said. ..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in this country...
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