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When I was 17 years old fresh out of high school, I joined the Navy with my parents consent

I joined the Navy fresh out of high school. Good paying jobs were tough to find in WesternNew York; the steel mills were shutting down; heavy industry locating down south.

?My tour of duty over, I took the civil service test for Correction Officer; and passed.? My permanent assignment was at a Class-A Max. Eventually, I got a tower on days. This was the perfect assignment to get out of population and to pursue my first love: reading.?

By the time I was 33 years old, I was debt free, with modest savings and the start of a good portfolio of mutual funds. My house was paid off in full.? I started to go bald in my twenties; at 33 this was a foregone conclusion. I was fairly good looking at the time: 200 lbs./ 6' 2".? I was also single...having yet to find the right girl.

People always told me that I was a nice guy; they couldn't believe that I was a prison guard. The public perceives us as uneducated brutes. This misconception is reinforced by the liberal news media bias/pop culture components of our society. I explained to them there is a time to be tough; when that time comes..." you do what has to be done".

In 1985, I first saw my wife Lisa at my cousin's wedding reception. I was 33 at the time. Lisa was 22.? She was wearing an emerald green strapless dress that set- off her green eyes and complimented her shoulder length red hair.? Lisa wore her hair layered in those days with long bangs.?? When my cousin introduced us, I shook her hand, but didn't let go, as was proper. Instead: I escorted her to the dance floor.

Bowing to her with a flourish I exclaimed," Beautiful angel, from heaven, would you do me the honor?"...? I spent the entire evening dancing with Lisa. I was infatuated with her. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her.? I made up my mind that whatever it took, I would win her over; we were married exactly one year to the date.

During our engagement, Lisa refused to give me oral sex, although... she enjoyed receiving it.? That didn't change after we were married; disappointed, I never pushed the issue.

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Lisa decided to grow her hair out to all one length, being tired of the bangs and layers.? I supported and encouraged her in this. I preferred this style of long hair on women, especially my woman. By 1997, Lisa had beautiful thick, waist length red hair. Lisa's hairdresser Susan did a marvelous job. It was well cared for hair, precisely cut and styled, to all one length, cut blunt and straight across the bottom. It was as soft and smooth as an angel's wings: my angels' wings.?

As we were financially well off, Lisa quit her job as a receptionist to be a stay at home wife. Lisa was not the greatest housekeeper, and could barley cook, however; she was great at spending money. This meant that I was working plenty of overtime to keep up with her bills.

?I didn't care; I wanted to make her happy. Lisa was my wife.... my lover...my angel.?

Lisa talked me into buying and expensive toupee.? I took to a lot of good-natured teasing about my rug. I wore it to please my wife.

In the spring of 1997, Lisa decided to attend the community college, the reason as she put it,? "to broaden my horizons". In the fall of 1998, an incident occurred that changed our relationship in ways that neither of us could have foreseen.

My car broke down on the way to work. I called the facility on my cell phone, advised them of the situation, and requested to use a PL. There was an open slot on the Personal Leave Board and I was given the day off.? I was only 2 miles from home; after the tow truck left I decided to walk home and suprise my wife.

(I had put on 50 pounds over the years. I told myself because of my height, I was able to carry it well. My doctor told me that even though the test results from my last physical were good, I could stand to lose at least 20 or more pounds. I walked home knowing it would do me good.

Lisa would not start college for another week. Since I was walking, she wouldn't hear me pull up in my car. I would quietly tip toe in and surprise her. We could spend the afternoon making love and then go to see a movie followed by dinner in Lisa's favorite restaurant.

When I was in sight of my house, I observed a black corvette convertible parked across the street from my house. Suspicious, I checked it out. The top was down and the factory bucket seats, covered with slip- on sheepskin seat covers. The college's staff parking sticker was affixed to the windshield.

My wife's English Professor owned such a car. I met the man twice; both times when I attended college open house with my wife. Lisa thought he was," brilliant;" I found him vain and condescending.

Professor Aquilo was a tall, slim man in his early thirties.

I would say he was about: 6'3"/ 170 lbs.? He was fastidious about his appearance right down to his manicured nails, $ 100.00 haircuts, expensive silk ties set off with a 1/2-carat diamond stickpin.?? He wore hand sewed monogrammed shirts with cuff links and $1000.00 plus/ suits.? Luke's dark hair was full and thick and he wore it on the long side. He was clean-shaven with dark eyes and long eyelashes.? I had to admit, Luke was handsome... almost to the point of being pretty.

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When I got to the back porch, I could hear soft music coming from my bedroom.? I quietly entered my house, leaving the back door open; once inside, I opened my bedroom door a crack and looked inside.? My wife's lover was lying naked in my bed; our marriage bed, with his eyes closed, a lascivious smile on his face.? My wife was naked, performing fellatio on him, his foul hands buried in Lisa's beautiful tresses.

Enraged beyond reason.... I kicked the door, slamming it into the wall.... the explosive sound, freezing them both into inaction and stunned confusion.

I strode into the room...? pulling my wife away from him, sending her sprawling, while backhanding her fop lover across his pretty face as he attempted to sit up.

Mastering my berserker's rage, I threw a sheet at Lisa to cover her shame. Shouting at Luke," Get dressed you son of a bitch, I'm going to give you a chance to defend yourself." Then, I'm going to pound the shit out of your sorry ass "We will see who is the better man". Turning my attention to my cowering wife, "I'll deal with you later." I hissed, through clenched teeth.

With false bravado, the fop professor, stood up and smirked, clapping his hands as he walked towards me:" That was quite the performance" "I must hand it to you, I thought you lacked the imagination for such theatrics, such...comedy". "Never the less, you buffoon." "I'm obviously the better man, I possess your wife, do I not?" "? "You have been cuckold, not I"" I will not soil my hands and lower myself to engage in fisticuffs with an unlettered, unwashed brute such as yourself" "Violence is the opiate of the mindless drone." " "If you lay a hand on me or her, I'll have you arrested and prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law".

Moving quickly, my anger cold and calculating, I violently slapped him again; but this time with my with my open palm, verbally mocking him, calling him a "poltroon" and "fop"; my words stinging his ostentatious ego as my hand did his pretty face.? (Among inmates in prison, slapping a man in the face is the ultimate expression of contempt and disrespect; it is referred to, as a bitch slap. Failure to immediately retaliate would only lead to more of the same. All would extort the punk.... and eventually... he would be: raped.)

I continued slapping him, alternating between the palm and back of my hand, jerking his head from side to side; moving him about in a dance of emasculation and humiliation.

I left him cowering on the floor, his knees drawn to his chest; and sobbing likes a woman. Turning my attention to my adulterous wife and sneering, I said, "Look at your stud now, Lisa" pointing at the wretch.? " The epitome of manliness" The living incarnation of Mars: the God of War". "The valiant, "brilliant" professor" "Your lover and protector...? your champion; "Such an inspiring sight he makes.... weeping on the floor";" Go to him Pandora" "...." Be his proud standard bearer.............Lisa remained frozen on the spot.

I wasn't through with the miserable offal. I picked him up by the hair, and made him stand on his feet; threatening him with physical castration.? "I believe we have established who is a man and who isn't. In your case, having a functioning penis doesn't necessarily make you one". I calmly espoused.

" We need to explore your assessment of me; specifically, and I quote, your comment," unlettered, unwashed brute". "Unwashed brute, perhaps"? "However, you lecherous poltroon; I must take exception to unlettered" "This notion needs to be dispelled, shown the light of day, so to speak.

"Lets go outside and discuss it ...bitch!" I grabbed his testicles, squeezing with my implied threat, and led him like a gelding to his parked muscle car. Following close behind, and wrapped in the sheet, Lisa stood in the driveway and watched, making no attempt to stop me.

I threw her emasculated lover over the hood of his muscle car and gave him a spanking on his bare buttocks with my open hand.

While spanking him, I quoted John Dryden, from Alexander's Feast (1697): "None but the brave deserves the fair.? I quoted from J.M. Barrie in his Rhetorical Address at St. Andrews in May of 1922: "Courage is the thing. All goes if courage goes!' as I slapped his bottom. I included Ernest Hemingway, in Men at War (1942)," Cowardice as distinguished from panic, is almost always simply a lack of ability to suspend the functioning of the imagination".?? Before the police arrived, I finished with, Charles Churchill's "Night" (1761) "Keep up appearances; there lies the test; the world will give you credit for the rest. Outward be fair, however foul within; Sin if thou wilt, but then in secret sin".

When the police arrived, I stepped away from the car putting up my hands and displaying my palms to assure them that I wasn't armed.

The effete professor retreated to the drivers side seat, covering himself with the sheepskin seat covers. Snot and tears were running down his face, his eyes red and swollen from crying, and his buttocks red and bruised, not to be undone by his sore testicles.

One of my neighbors, Patty Green, called the police, explaining the situation and telling them to take their time. I found out afterwards that she took Lisa in the house and had a talk with her; I don't know what was said. I can only guess. Her husband, Bill, a retired city fireman and Town Justice of the Peace, captured the entire episode with his camcorder; this actually saved me from going to jail or being sued.

Fortunately, I knew both the responding officers.

?While laughing, but trying to maintain their composure, they took my statement and statements from the mentioned witnesses. When they tried to interview the punk, for a statement, he refused to get out of his car or give them one; surprisingly, my wife also refused to cooperate.?

Although, I strongly objected, the officers allowed the absent manhood professor to return to the house and get dressed. I was very agitated at the thought of him in my bedroom again.? As a result, I started to have chest pains and was rushed to the hospital by ambulance.

After a two-day stay in the hospital, and extensive testing, I was diagnosed with stable angina. This time, John, my doctor, ordered me to loose 60 lbs or it could worsen and I would be on medication for life. I left my toupee in the wastebasket of my hospital room.

My neighbors and connections kept me from prosecution. I was given an appearance ticket for disorderly conduct. I plead guilty and mailed it in; the fine was $50.00.

The copy of the tape prevented me from being sued, why risk further public humiliation. I wasn't the only one with connections.? I was brought up on departmental charges for conduct unbecoming an officer. I could either resign and retire at half-pay, or be fired; I resigned.

One month later, I was served with divorce papers. With the help of her lover, Lisa retained a high priced lawyer. We settled out of court.

I agreed to give Lisa everything; except for my book collection, (I have an extensive selection of Folio Society and Easton Press Books) and the contents of my study: the barrister bookcases, my reading lamps, and leather chair with matching ottoman, including my antique oak, roll top desk and oak futon.? Lisa agreed to waive her attorney fees, and sign off on my pension.

My attorney thought I was crazy, wanting to negotiate a more equitable settlement; I refused to listen.? (It wasn't about the money................it was never about the money!? I could always make more.?? I dominated and humiliated my hated enemy.? I forced him to crawl at my feet.

The coward..............the hostage of my conquest: was paraded on the streets.... a testament to my victory over him.?? It was never about the money.............it was about honor!

Luke would remain forever the hostage...redemption denied! )

I moved out and found a small two-room apartment. Lisa put the house up for sale, including all the appliances and remaining furniture.? When all the assets from her divorce settlement were calculated, Lisa walked away with over $ 400,000.00.

She and her lover moved to California where he found a position teaching.

I always wanted to open up a bookstore and be my own boss; I was tired of punching a clock and would set my own hours; but first, I need to do something about my health.?

I started walking; I walked everywhere possible and in no time lost the sixty pounds.?

After two years, I had the down payment saved for my bookstore.

I took out a loan, and bought a large brick building for taxes. I remodeled it, and was soon in business for myself.

I lived on the third floor; the second floor was for storage and overflow from my store. My needs were simple; I had my books, but.............I was lonely.

I mentioned before that I was self-conscious about my hair.

I bought top-of-the-line electric hair clippers with all the attachments and guide combs.? I kept my hair clipped close to the scalp with those clippers, minus the guard.

Two years after my divorce, my ex-wife walked into my bookstore..........? I was putting some books away, and my back was to her. Lisa politely asked if the owner was available. I recognized her voice right away; it was obvious that she didn't recognize me, having lost sixty pounds, with a shaved head; the toupee gone.? I

When I turned around, to face her, the look on her face was priceless. I too was surprised; Lisa had put on some weight, (when we were married, she was always dieting and spending hours at her heath club exercising, trying to look like some of the near emaciated young models found in fashion magazines) I liked her this way, a little plump. It had softened her features and rounded her figure; especially her breasts and hips; yes this was definitely an improvement.

What I didn't like was what she had done to her hair. Instead of her beautiful shade of red auburn, and waist length, it was jet black and styled in tight frizzy curls of different lengths, shorter around her face and longer in the back. Even her bangs were curled. At it's longest it just touched Lisa's shoulders; this had to be her fop lovers doing. Either by preference or design, he had ruined her beautiful long hair.

We stood there and looked at one another for a time. Finally, I broke the silence and said, " Is there something I can do for you, Lisa?" "I came here to ask you something", she replied

I just looked at her not knowing what to say next. Lisa continued,

"Do you hate me Adam? I can't blame you if you do, but I need to know." "Do you still hate me?'?? "Did you come all the way from California to ask me that, Lisa? I said, starting to get angry.

"You committed adultery, Lisa," "You filed for divorce and took damn near everything that I ever worked for".? "Do I hate you?" "You want to know if I hate you?" I replied, almost shouting

?Lisa started crying. "Stop that will you, just stops it" I'll answer your question; no I don't hate you Lisa, I'm over those feelings now". "I have moved on with my life". " Is that what you wanted to hear? Then I'm glad I made you feel better about yourself.""You have your closure"? "Now you can go back to your lover, or husband or whatever he is to you and live happily-ever-after"; As I turned back to my work.

Then the floodgates really broke loose, she started sobbing, uncontrollably, and that wasn't like her.? The only other time she acted like this was when her father died; she was in bed for a week; this wasn't an act; something was seriously wrong.? I did the only thing I could do; I took her up to my apartment and let her lie down.? When she calmed down, I went downstairs to the bookstore and telephoned her sister, Janice.

Janice told me that Lisa allowed Luke invest her money from the divorce settlement.? "They bought a condominium in her name, he said for tax purposes". She sighed" Luke had her convinced that her investments were making landmark dividends and she believed him; we believed him."?? "Lisa likes to spend money, you know that."? "Luke encouraged her to spend money on them." They sent the children lavish gifts." They got married, but that was a scam too". The minister was defrocked with his wife as the witness. The marriage certificate was a forgery. " He moved the bulk of her money to an over seas account in his name"" When she was deeply in debt, her money gone and her credit ruined he left her; and it was all perfectly legal. Luke covered his tracks well."" We believe he is teaching in Canada now".

" You loved Lisa, Adam."? We know that, and she knows that"? " It is now obvious that Lisa was only a trophy to Luke". "But that changed, too" Luke hates you Adam".? Janice said,"He never forgave her for the beating that you gave him". Adding "It's a shame you didn't kill the bastard."?

"Ruining her was his way of getting back at you".? "I always liked you Adam". "Lisa did a terrible thing to you, there is no doubt about that". "But she is my sister, Adam".? My husband and I loaned her money to invest for us". "We thought she was doing well." "We took a second mortgage on our house." "It's all gone; she can't pay us back."? "My husband won't have anything to do with her now; I can't go against him, I have my children to think about." " I forgave my sister Adam" "I prayed to God that someday you would too".

I went back upstairs to my apartment and found Lisa quietly waiting for me to return. I informed her that Janice had told me everything.? I told her that she could stay, if she was willing to work for room and board only.? Lisa's face lit up at my offer.

She got up off the futon and hugged me, saying that she would do anything if I would just give her a second chance.

"Lisa", I said, I will take you back and give you a second chance. I am all for a fresh chance for us, but I will never remarry you."

" We can live together, but never again will we be equals." "You need to understand that right now." Lisa started to speak and I stopped her by gently putting my hand over her mouth and growling, "Be silent woman. I'm not done speaking." enjoying the look in her eyes.

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You will do as I say in all things, without reservation or hesitation." "You will have to prove your complete and devoted commitment to me to be worthy of my attention and share my bed ""Further, you will always tell me the truth" Your life will revolve around me and you will submit to me totally."? "Those are my terms". "I'm going for a walk now, if I find you here when I return, I'll have my answer."

When I returned 2 hours later, I found Lisa standing naked, with her wrists crossed and her head down, waiting. As she was standing there, I thought to myself: " This just might work out after all" "I have her exactly I want her now: under my thumb".

Placing my hand on her shoulders, and pushing, I forced her to kneel. Looking into her green eyes, I sternly said," Are you afraid of me now, Lisa?"

Looking down, Lisa whispered," Yes".? Gently taking her chin between my thumb and forefinger, I lifted her head to meet my eyes, and said, "Look at me Lisa, tell me the truth". "If you are afraid of me, why did you decide to stay?" Swallowing, then licking her lips Lisa said, "You...you beat and ah.... humiliated Luke and had him crawling on the floor... you were so angry, I didn't know what to think. He didn't fight back and was crying................. "What else, Lisa? "Finish your sentence." "I was terrified, that you were going to kill him.," she said, trembling and looking down. "I never realized how dangerous you were until then." "You were always such a gentle man, you hardly ever raised your voice to me." "You were willing to fight for me and I left you. I'm so ashamed, Adam.... I am so ashamed"." How can you even look at me now, and yet you took me back". ?"You were my angel Lisa, perhaps you can be again," I offered. "What happened to your clothes Lisa, and where is your purse, I don't see them?"

"Why were you naked when I got back? I sternly inquired.

"I burned them," she said lifting her head," I burned everything in your incinerator in the basement"." I thought you would be pleased, I am ready to submit totally in every way". She promised.

"I have nothing Adam, no money, no credit, no possessions, nothing, Adam... only you... I only want you to love me as you once did!" "I am drawn to your strength and passion; it compliments your gentle ways." I am terrified of your subdued rage, just under the surface and yet aroused by it at the same time." " Your ability to master your rage and totally dominate scares me, yet makes me feel safe...it's hard to explain, but I know in my heart that there is still a chance for you to love me again" "I will be happy to take whatever you give me, whatever you decide,"

Lisa's confession was not unexpected. I suspected that she would eventually submit when I placed my hand over her mouth earlier and she meekly complied.? Her confession confirmed and defined her position in my life; Lisa would remain my chattel by mutual consent.

I unzipped my fly and exposed my manhood, grabbing Lisa's hair firmly at the back of her head, burying my fingers in her dry over processed curls.? Lisa began sucking and licking, looking up at me for my approval. "You're doing fine sweetheart", I assured her, as I removed a pair of barber scissors, purchased during my walk.

"Your present hairstyle doesn't suit you; we will soon change that"

Taking my time as she sucked, I grasped each curl between my fingers, pulling it straight and cutting it free from her head.? I dropped each of the shorn curls to the floor, the pile growing with each snip.

When I had finished taking my pleasure with her mouth, her haircut was completed. Extending my hand to her, I said," It's almost midnight, do you want to share my bed?"?? Lisa said "yes", kissing my hand, waiting to be helped to her feet.? I rubbed Lisa's head, the remaining hair about an inch long and somewhat softer.

Pointing to the floor, I ordered her to go down on her hands and knees, Lisa quickly complying.? "Good girl, now lean forward and put your head down, rest it on your hands"................perfect, now lift your ass higher, a little more...stop, hold that position and don't move until I tell you otherwise"?

I enjoyed the feeling of her plump ass cheeks quiver as they met my palm; the sharp slapping sounds music to my ears. Lisa's was soon sobbing, her tears soaking the carpet and begging me to stop; but she held her position like a well-trained Irish Setter bitch, from impeccable bloodlines.?

When her buttocks were beet red, it was time to stop, I had no intentions of leaving bruises.? Warning her to hold point, I went into my bedroom to get undressed and took a leisurely shower.

I returned with a jar of cocoa butter and gently rubbed it on her sore bottom and exposed pussy lips.? I probed her with my fingers, playing with her flower until she was swollen and dripping.

I took her from behind, ramming hard and deep, paying no mind to her freshly spanked ass. Lisa's cries of pain were replaced with squeals of pleasure, followed by the loud moans of orgasm.

In the morning Lisa was given the task of cleaning the apartment from top to bottom; not that it needed to be cleaned, Lisa needed to learn to clean a house properly, once and for all.

Besides, it was a pleasure to watch her clean in the nude.

If I found the smallest thing wrong, I made her do the job over.? I made a mental note to retile the bathroom and kitchen in all white.

That evening after supper, I had Lisa kneel before me in the empty bathtub. Plugging in my clippers, with the 1/4"(6mm) guide comb in place, I clipped Lisa's hair to 1/4" all the way around.

When I finished with her head. I had her stand while I shaved her pussy with the clippers minus the guide.? I lathered and shaved her pussy twice, until Lisa had the smooth hairless mound of a young girl; telling her that she was expected to shave daily and keep it this way.

I suggested that Lisa shower and come to bed. Lisa cleaned the bathroom, leaving it spotless.? She came out of the bathroom with a towel around her middle; she didn't need one for her hair.

When Lisa got into bed, I gently pushed my thumb into her mouth and she began sucking. I shook my head, frowning, looking down.

Lisa immediately put her head between my legs and began sucking hungrily, eager to please me, her beautiful green eyes begging my approval.? I rubbed her head to soothe and assure her that everything was fine. I told her that I would keep her hair clipped to a 1/4"(6mm) until her natural auburn color grew out. In time, if she were a good girl, I would let her grow her hair out.

I allowed her to cuddle next to me and I held her, stroking her, talking to her softly in soothing tones.? I quietly told her some of my plans for her. I promised her that I would talk to her sister's husband and seek a compromise so that she could spend time with Janice.? We fell asleep in each other's arms, both satisfied and looking to the future...........................................................

Lisa and I have been living together now for these past five years.

She is attentive and obedient and rarely leaves my side. Lisa's auburn hair is now long and thick again, reaching to the middle of her back.? Lisa has maintained her full voluptuous figure, remaining a little plump.?

We work side-by-side in the bookstore, and she has become an asset to the business.? When things are slow, I will lock the door and insert my thumb, fellatio on my terms, Lisa's duty and pleasure.

After my divorce, I never purchased another television; I don't own one now.? We take long walks most evenings, weather permitting.

Then return to the apartment to read or listen to music.? Some evening we just sit on the couch and cuddle, not saying a thing.

Because of my influence and control over her; Lisa has discovered

a love of poetry. She has read every book of poetry I own, and now reads and writes poetry on-line; of course, I strictly monitor her on-line use.?

Lisa has many websites saved in her favorites under "hair care" Lisa loves wearing her hair long. She has been taught that her long hair is a privilege, granted to her as proof that she is worthy of my attention

One of her favorite hair websites, features a woman who models her own hair in different upswept hairstyles: Mostly buns and french twists.?? Lisa is free to choose and bun style she pleases as long as she doesn't use hair spray. I find it very erotic to remove the pins from her hair, letting it fall loose and free.? My favorite bun is the plain cinnamon bun, it being both elegant and simple.? When Lisa's hair is waist length again, her cinnamon bun will be the perfect size.?

As I am writing this down, Lisa is upstairs making my lunch.? Lisa keeps the apartment immaculate now, taking pride in the accomplishment, as she should. Unfortunately she remains a mediocre cook.

I guess you can't have everything...but then again, I don't need everything..........? I have my ""angel"

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I joined the Navy fresh out of high school. Good paying jobs were tough to find in WesternNew York; the steel mills were shutting down; heavy industry locating down south.

?My tour of duty over, I took the civil service test for Correction Officer; and passed.? My permanent assignment was at a Class-A Max. Eventually, I got a tower on days. This was the perfect assignment to get out of population and to pursue my first love: reading.?

By the time I was 33 years old, I was debt free, with modest savings and the start of a good portfolio of mutual funds. My house was paid off in full.? I started to go bald in my twenties; at 33 this was a foregone conclusion. I was fairly good looking at the time: 200 lbs./ 6' 2".? I was also single...having yet to find the right girl.

People always told me that I was a nice guy; they couldn't believe that I was a prison guard. The public perceives us as uneducated brutes. This misconception is reinforced by the liberal news media bias/pop culture components of our society. I explained to them there is a time to be tough; when that time comes..." you do what has to be done".

In 1985, I first saw my wife Lisa at my cousin's wedding reception. I was 33 at the time. Lisa was 22.? She was wearing an emerald green strapless dress that set- off her green eyes and complimented her shoulder length red hair.? Lisa wore her hair layered in those days with long bangs.?? When my cousin introduced us, I shook her hand, but didn't let go, as was proper. Instead: I escorted her to the dance floor.

Bowing to her with a flourish I exclaimed," Beautiful angel, from heaven, would you do me the honor?"...? I spent the entire evening dancing with Lisa. I was infatuated with her. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her.? I made up my mind that whatever it took, I would win her over; we were married exactly one year to the date.

During our engagement, Lisa refused to give me oral sex, although... she enjoyed receiving it.? That didn't change after we were married; disappointed, I never pushed the issue.

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Lisa decided to grow her hair out to all one length, being tired of the bangs and layers.? I supported and encouraged her in this. I preferred this style of long hair on women, especially my woman. By 1997, Lisa had beautiful thick, waist length red hair. Lisa's hairdresser Susan did a marvelous job. It was well cared for hair, precisely cut and styled, to all one length, cut blunt and straight across the bottom. It was as soft and smooth as an angel's wings: my angels' wings.?

As we were financially well off, Lisa quit her job as a receptionist to be a stay at home wife. Lisa was not the greatest housekeeper, and could barley cook, however; she was great at spending money. This meant that I was working plenty of overtime to keep up with her bills.

?I didn't care; I wanted to make her happy. Lisa was my wife.... my lover...my angel.?

Lisa talked me into buying and expensive toupee.? I took to a lot of good-natured teasing about my rug. I wore it to please my wife.

In the spring of 1997, Lisa decided to attend the community college, the reason as she put it,? "to broaden my horizons". In the fall of 1998, an incident occurred that changed our relationship in ways that neither of us could have foreseen.

My car broke down on the way to work. I called the facility on my cell phone, advised them of the situation, and requested to use a PL. There was an open slot on the Personal Leave Board and I was given the day off.? I was only 2 miles from home; after the tow truck left I decided to walk home and suprise my wife.

(I had put on 50 pounds over the years. I told myself because of my height, I was able to carry it well. My doctor told me that even though the test results from my last physical were good, I could stand to lose at least 20 or more pounds. I walked home knowing it would do me good.

Lisa would not start college for another week. Since I was walking, she wouldn't hear me pull up in my car. I would quietly tip toe in and surprise her. We could spend the afternoon making love and then go to see a movie followed by dinner in Lisa's favorite restaurant.

When I was in sight of my house, I observed a black corvette convertible parked across the street from my house. Suspicious, I checked it out. The top was down and the factory bucket seats, covered with slip- on sheepskin seat covers. The college's staff parking sticker was affixed to the windshield.

My wife's English Professor owned such a car. I met the man twice; both times when I attended college open house with my wife. Lisa thought he was," brilliant;" I found him vain and condescending.

Professor Aquilo was a tall, slim man in his early thirties.

I would say he was about: 6'3"/ 170 lbs.? He was fastidious about his appearance right down to his manicured nails, $ 100.00 haircuts, expensive silk ties set off with a 1/2-carat diamond stickpin.?? He wore hand sewed monogrammed shirts with cuff links and $1000.00 plus/ suits.? Luke's dark hair was full and thick and he wore it on the long side. He was clean-shaven with dark eyes and long eyelashes.? I had to admit, Luke was handsome... almost to the point of being pretty.

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When I got to the back porch, I could hear soft music coming from my bedroom.? I quietly entered my house, leaving the back door open; once inside, I opened my bedroom door a crack and looked inside.? My wife's lover was lying naked in my bed; our marriage bed, with his eyes closed, a lascivious smile on his face.? My wife was naked, performing fellatio on him, his foul hands buried in Lisa's beautiful tresses.

Enraged beyond reason.... I kicked the door, slamming it into the wall.... the explosive sound, freezing them both into inaction and stunned confusion.

I strode into the room...? pulling my wife away from him, sending her sprawling, while backhanding her fop lover across his pretty face as he attempted to sit up.

Mastering my berserker's rage, I threw a sheet at Lisa to cover her shame. Shouting at Luke," Get dressed you son of a bitch, I'm going to give you a chance to defend yourself." Then, I'm going to pound the shit out of your sorry ass "We will see who is the better man". Turning my attention to my cowering wife, "I'll deal with you later." I hissed, through clenched teeth.

With false bravado, the fop professor, stood up and smirked, clapping his hands as he walked towards me:" That was quite the performance" "I must hand it to you, I thought you lacked the imagination for such theatrics, such...comedy". "Never the less, you buffoon." "I'm obviously the better man, I possess your wife, do I not?" "? "You have been cuckold, not I"" I will not soil my hands and lower myself to engage in fisticuffs with an unlettered, unwashed brute such as yourself" "Violence is the opiate of the mindless drone." " "If you lay a hand on me or her, I'll have you arrested and prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law".

Moving quickly, my anger cold and calculating, I violently slapped him again; but this time with my with my open palm, verbally mocking him, calling him a "poltroon" and "fop"; my words stinging his ostentatious ego as my hand did his pretty face.? (Among inmates in prison, slapping a man in the face is the ultimate expression of contempt and disrespect; it is referred to, as a bitch slap. Failure to immediately retaliate would only lead to more of the same. All would extort the punk.... and eventually... he would be: raped.)

I continued slapping him, alternating between the palm and back of my hand, jerking his head from side to side; moving him about in a dance of emasculation and humiliation.

I left him cowering on the floor, his knees drawn to his chest; and sobbing likes a woman. Turning my attention to my adulterous wife and sneering, I said, "Look at your stud now, Lisa" pointing at the wretch.? " The epitome of manliness" The living incarnation of Mars: the God of War". "The valiant, "brilliant" professor" "Your lover and protector...? your champion; "Such an inspiring sight he makes.... weeping on the floor";" Go to him Pandora" "...." Be his proud standard bearer.............Lisa remained frozen on the spot.

I wasn't through with the miserable offal. I picked him up by the hair, and made him stand on his feet; threatening him with physical castration.? "I believe we have established who is a man and who isn't. In your case, having a functioning penis doesn't necessarily make you one". I calmly espoused.

" We need to explore your assessment of me; specifically, and I quote, your comment," unlettered, unwashed brute". "Unwashed brute, perhaps"? "However, you lecherous poltroon; I must take exception to unlettered" "This notion needs to be dispelled, shown the light of day, so to speak.

"Lets go outside and discuss it ...bitch!" I grabbed his testicles, squeezing with my implied threat, and led him like a gelding to his parked muscle car. Following close behind, and wrapped in the sheet, Lisa stood in the driveway and watched, making no attempt to stop me.

I threw her emasculated lover over the hood of his muscle car and gave him a spanking on his bare buttocks with my open hand.

While spanking him, I quoted John Dryden, from Alexander's Feast (1697): "None but the brave deserves the fair.? I quoted from J.M. Barrie in his Rhetorical Address at St. Andrews in May of 1922: "Courage is the thing. All goes if courage goes!' as I slapped his bottom. I included Ernest Hemingway, in Men at War (1942)," Cowardice as distinguished from panic, is almost always simply a lack of ability to suspend the functioning of the imagination".?? Before the police arrived, I finished with, Charles Churchill's "Night" (1761) "Keep up appearances; there lies the test; the world will give you credit for the rest. Outward be fair, however foul within; Sin if thou wilt, but then in secret sin".

When the police arrived, I stepped away from the car putting up my hands and displaying my palms to assure them that I wasn't armed.

The effete professor retreated to the drivers side seat, covering himself with the sheepskin seat covers. Snot and tears were running down his face, his eyes red and swollen from crying, and his buttocks red and bruised, not to be undone by his sore testicles.

One of my neighbors, Patty Green, called the police, explaining the situation and telling them to take their time. I found out afterwards that she took Lisa in the house and had a talk with her; I don't know what was said. I can only guess. Her husband, Bill, a retired city fireman and Town Justice of the Peace, captured the entire episode with his camcorder; this actually saved me from going to jail or being sued.

Fortunately, I knew both the responding officers.

?While laughing, but trying to maintain their composure, they took my statement and statements from the mentioned witnesses. When they tried to interview the punk, for a statement, he refused to get out of his car or give them one; surprisingly, my wife also refused to cooperate.?

Although, I strongly objected, the officers allowed the absent manhood professor to return to the house and get dressed. I was very agitated at the thought of him in my bedroom again.? As a result, I started to have chest pains and was rushed to the hospital by ambulance.

After a two-day stay in the hospital, and extensive testing, I was diagnosed with stable angina. This time, John, my doctor, ordered me to loose 60 lbs or it could worsen and I would be on medication for life. I left my toupee in the wastebasket of my hospital room.

My neighbors and connections kept me from prosecution. I was given an appearance ticket for disorderly conduct. I plead guilty and mailed it in; the fine was $50.00.

The copy of the tape prevented me from being sued, why risk further public humiliation. I wasn't the only one with connections.? I was brought up on departmental charges for conduct unbecoming an officer. I could either resign and retire at half-pay, or be fired; I resigned.

One month later, I was served with divorce papers. With the help of her lover, Lisa retained a high priced lawyer. We settled out of court.

I agreed to give Lisa everything; except for my book collection, (I have an extensive selection of Folio Society and Easton Press Books) and the contents of my study: the barrister bookcases, my reading lamps, and leather chair with matching ottoman, including my antique oak, roll top desk and oak futon.? Lisa agreed to waive her attorney fees, and sign off on my pension.

My attorney thought I was crazy, wanting to negotiate a more equitable settlement; I refused to listen.? (It wasn't about the money................it was never about the money!? I could always make more.?? I dominated and humiliated my hated enemy.? I forced him to crawl at my feet.

The coward..............the hostage of my conquest: was paraded on the streets.... a testament to my victory over him.?? It was never about the money.............it was about honor!

Luke would remain forever the hostage...redemption denied! )

I moved out and found a small two-room apartment. Lisa put the house up for sale, including all the appliances and remaining furniture.? When all the assets from her divorce settlement were calculated, Lisa walked away with over $ 400,000.00.

She and her lover moved to California where he found a position teaching.

I always wanted to open up a bookstore and be my own boss; I was tired of punching a clock and would set my own hours; but first, I need to do something about my health.?

I started walking; I walked everywhere possible and in no time lost the sixty pounds.?

After two years, I had the down payment saved for my bookstore.

I took out a loan, and bought a large brick building for taxes. I remodeled it, and was soon in business for myself.

I lived on the third floor; the second floor was for storage and overflow from my store. My needs were simple; I had my books, but.............I was lonely.

I mentioned before that I was self-conscious about my hair.

I bought top-of-the-line electric hair clippers with all the attachments and guide combs.? I kept my hair clipped close to the scalp with those clippers, minus the guard.

Two years after my divorce, my ex-wife walked into my bookstore..........? I was putting some books away, and my back was to her. Lisa politely asked if the owner was available. I recognized her voice right away; it was obvious that she didn't recognize me, having lost sixty pounds, with a shaved head; the toupee gone.? I

When I turned around, to face her, the look on her face was priceless. I too was surprised; Lisa had put on some weight, (when we were married, she was always dieting and spending hours at her heath club exercising, trying to look like some of the near emaciated young models found in fashion magazines) I liked her this way, a little plump. It had softened her features and rounded her figure; especially her breasts and hips; yes this was definitely an improvement.

What I didn't like was what she had done to her hair. Instead of her beautiful shade of red auburn, and waist length, it was jet black and styled in tight frizzy curls of different lengths, shorter around her face and longer in the back. Even her bangs were curled. At it's longest it just touched Lisa's shoulders; this had to be her fop lovers doing. Either by preference or design, he had ruined her beautiful long hair.

We stood there and looked at one another for a time. Finally, I broke the silence and said, " Is there something I can do for you, Lisa?" "I came here to ask you something", she replied

I just looked at her not knowing what to say next. Lisa continued,

"Do you hate me Adam? I can't blame you if you do, but I need to know." "Do you still hate me?'?? "Did you come all the way from California to ask me that, Lisa? I said, starting to get angry.

"You committed adultery, Lisa," "You filed for divorce and took damn near everything that I ever worked for".? "Do I hate you?" "You want to know if I hate you?" I replied, almost shouting

?Lisa started crying. "Stop that will you, just stops it" I'll answer your question; no I don't hate you Lisa, I'm over those feelings now". "I have moved on with my life". " Is that what you wanted to hear? Then I'm glad I made you feel better about yourself.""You have your closure"? "Now you can go back to your lover, or husband or whatever he is to you and live happily-ever-after"; As I turned back to my work.

Then the floodgates really broke loose, she started sobbing, uncontrollably, and that wasn't like her.? The only other time she acted like this was when her father died; she was in bed for a week; this wasn't an act; something was seriously wrong.? I did the only thing I could do; I took her up to my apartment and let her lie down.? When she calmed down, I went downstairs to the bookstore and telephoned her sister, Janice.

Janice told me that Lisa allowed Luke invest her money from the divorce settlement.? "They bought a condominium in her name, he said for tax purposes". She sighed" Luke had her convinced that her investments were making landmark dividends and she believed him; we believed him."?? "Lisa likes to spend money, you know that."? "Luke encouraged her to spend money on them." They sent the children lavish gifts." They got married, but that was a scam too". The minister was defrocked with his wife as the witness. The marriage certificate was a forgery. " He moved the bulk of her money to an over seas account in his name"" When she was deeply in debt, her money gone and her credit ruined he left her; and it was all perfectly legal. Luke covered his tracks well."" We believe he is teaching in Canada now".

" You loved Lisa, Adam."? We know that, and she knows that"? " It is now obvious that Lisa was only a trophy to Luke". "But that changed, too" Luke hates you Adam".? Janice said,"He never forgave her for the beating that you gave him". Adding "It's a shame you didn't kill the bastard."?

"Ruining her was his way of getting back at you".? "I always liked you Adam". "Lisa did a terrible thing to you, there is no doubt about that". "But she is my sister, Adam".? My husband and I loaned her money to invest for us". "We thought she was doing well." "We took a second mortgage on our house." "It's all gone; she can't pay us back."? "My husband won't have anything to do with her now; I can't go against him, I have my children to think about." " I forgave my sister Adam" "I prayed to God that someday you would too".

I went back upstairs to my apartment and found Lisa quietly waiting for me to return. I informed her that Janice had told me everything.? I told her that she could stay, if she was willing to work for room and board only.? Lisa's face lit up at my offer.

She got up off the futon and hugged me, saying that she would do anything if I would just give her a second chance.

"Lisa", I said, I will take you back and give you a second chance. I am all for a fresh chance for us, but I will never remarry you."

" We can live together, but never again will we be equals." "You need to understand that right now." Lisa started to speak and I stopped her by gently putting my hand over her mouth and growling, "Be silent woman. I'm not done speaking." enjoying the look in her eyes.

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You will do as I say in all things, without reservation or hesitation." "You will have to prove your complete and devoted commitment to me to be worthy of my attention and share my bed ""Further, you will always tell me the truth" Your life will revolve around me and you will submit to me totally."? "Those are my terms". "I'm going for a walk now, if I find you here when I return, I'll have my answer."

When I returned 2 hours later, I found Lisa standing naked, with her wrists crossed and her head down, waiting. As she was standing there, I thought to myself: " This just might work out after all" "I have her exactly I want her now: under my thumb".

Placing my hand on her shoulders, and pushing, I forced her to kneel. Looking into her green eyes, I sternly said," Are you afraid of me now, Lisa?"

Looking down, Lisa whispered," Yes".? Gently taking her chin between my thumb and forefinger, I lifted her head to meet my eyes, and said, "Look at me Lisa, tell me the truth". "If you are afraid of me, why did you decide to stay?" Swallowing, then licking her lips Lisa said, "You...you beat and ah.... humiliated Luke and had him crawling on the floor... you were so angry, I didn't know what to think. He didn't fight back and was crying................. "What else, Lisa? "Finish your sentence." "I was terrified, that you were going to kill him.," she said, trembling and looking down. "I never realized how dangerous you were until then." "You were always such a gentle man, you hardly ever raised your voice to me." "You were willing to fight for me and I left you. I'm so ashamed, Adam.... I am so ashamed"." How can you even look at me now, and yet you took me back". ?"You were my angel Lisa, perhaps you can be again," I offered. "What happened to your clothes Lisa, and where is your purse, I don't see them?"

"Why were you naked when I got back? I sternly inquired.

"I burned them," she said lifting her head," I burned everything in your incinerator in the basement"." I thought you would be pleased, I am ready to submit totally in every way". She promised.

"I have nothing Adam, no money, no credit, no possessions, nothing, Adam... only you... I only want you to love me as you once did!" "I am drawn to your strength and passion; it compliments your gentle ways." I am terrified of your subdued rage, just under the surface and yet aroused by it at the same time." " Your ability to master your rage and totally dominate scares me, yet makes me feel safe...it's hard to explain, but I know in my heart that there is still a chance for you to love me again" "I will be happy to take whatever you give me, whatever you decide,"

Lisa's confession was not unexpected. I suspected that she would eventually submit when I placed my hand over her mouth earlier and she meekly complied.? Her confession confirmed and defined her position in my life; Lisa would remain my chattel by mutual consent.

I unzipped my fly and exposed my manhood, grabbing Lisa's hair firmly at the back of her head, burying my fingers in her dry over processed curls.? Lisa began sucking and licking, looking up at me for my approval. "You're doing fine sweetheart", I assured her, as I removed a pair of barber scissors, purchased during my walk.

"Your present hairstyle doesn't suit you; we will soon change that"

Taking my time as she sucked, I grasped each curl between my fingers, pulling it straight and cutting it free from her head.? I dropped each of the shorn curls to the floor, the pile growing with each snip.

When I had finished taking my pleasure with her mouth, her haircut was completed. Extending my hand to her, I said," It's almost midnight, do you want to share my bed?"?? Lisa said "yes", kissing my hand, waiting to be helped to her feet.? I rubbed Lisa's head, the remaining hair about an inch long and somewhat softer.

Pointing to the floor, I ordered her to go down on her hands and knees, Lisa quickly complying.? "Good girl, now lean forward and put your head down, rest it on your hands"................perfect, now lift your ass higher, a little more...stop, hold that position and don't move until I tell you otherwise"?

I enjoyed the feeling of her plump ass cheeks quiver as they met my palm; the sharp slapping sounds music to my ears. Lisa's was soon sobbing, her tears soaking the carpet and begging me to stop; but she held her position like a well-trained Irish Setter bitch, from impeccable bloodlines.?

When her buttocks were beet red, it was time to stop, I had no intentions of leaving bruises.? Warning her to hold point, I went into my bedroom to get undressed and took a leisurely shower.

I returned with a jar of cocoa butter and gently rubbed it on her sore bottom and exposed pussy lips.? I probed her with my fingers, playing with her flower until she was swollen and dripping.

I took her from behind, ramming hard and deep, paying no mind to her freshly spanked ass. Lisa's cries of pain were replaced with squeals of pleasure, followed by the loud moans of orgasm.

In the morning Lisa was given the task of cleaning the apartment from top to bottom; not that it needed to be cleaned, Lisa needed to learn to clean a house properly, once and for all.

Besides, it was a pleasure to watch her clean in the nude.

If I found the smallest thing wrong, I made her do the job over.? I made a mental note to retile the bathroom and kitchen in all white.

That evening after supper, I had Lisa kneel before me in the empty bathtub. Plugging in my clippers, with the 1/4"(6mm) guide comb in place, I clipped Lisa's hair to 1/4" all the way around.

When I finished with her head. I had her stand while I shaved her pussy with the clippers minus the guide.? I lathered and shaved her pussy twice, until Lisa had the smooth hairless mound of a young girl; telling her that she was expected to shave daily and keep it this way.

I suggested that Lisa shower and come to bed. Lisa cleaned the bathroom, leaving it spotless.? She came out of the bathroom with a towel around her middle; she didn't need one for her hair.

When Lisa got into bed, I gently pushed my thumb into her mouth and she began sucking. I shook my head, frowning, looking down.

Lisa immediately put her head between my legs and began sucking hungrily, eager to please me, her beautiful green eyes begging my approval.? I rubbed her head to soothe and assure her that everything was fine. I told her that I would keep her hair clipped to a 1/4"(6mm) until her natural auburn color grew out. In time, if she were a good girl, I would let her grow her hair out.

I allowed her to cuddle next to me and I held her, stroking her, talking to her softly in soothing tones.? I quietly told her some of my plans for her. I promised her that I would talk to her sister's husband and seek a compromise so that she could spend time with Janice.? We fell asleep in each other's arms, both satisfied and looking to the future...........................................................

Lisa and I have been living together now for these past five years.

She is attentive and obedient and rarely leaves my side. Lisa's auburn hair is now long and thick again, reaching to the middle of her back.? Lisa has maintained her full voluptuous figure, remaining a little plump.?

We work side-by-side in the bookstore, and she has become an asset to the business.? When things are slow, I will lock the door and insert my thumb, fellatio on my terms, Lisa's duty and pleasure.

After my divorce, I never purchased another television; I don't own one now.? We take long walks most evenings, weather permitting.

Then return to the apartment to read or listen to music.? Some evening we just sit on the couch and cuddle, not saying a thing.

Because of my influence and control over her; Lisa has discovered

a love of poetry. She has read every book of poetry I own, and now reads and writes poetry on-line; of course, I strictly monitor her on-line use.?

Lisa has many websites saved in her favorites under "hair care" Lisa loves wearing her hair long. She has been taught that her long hair is a privilege, granted to her as proof that she is worthy of my attention

One of her favorite hair websites, features a woman who models her own hair in different upswept hairstyles: Mostly buns and french twists.?? Lisa is free to choose and bun style she pleases as long as she doesn't use hair spray. I find it very erotic to remove the pins from her hair, letting it fall loose and free.? My favorite bun is the plain cinnamon bun, it being both elegant and simple.? When Lisa's hair is waist length again, her cinnamon bun will be the perfect size.?

As I am writing this down, Lisa is upstairs making my lunch.? Lisa keeps the apartment immaculate now, taking pride in the accomplishment, as she should. Unfortunately she remains a mediocre cook.

I guess you can't have everything...but then again, I don't need everything..........? I have my ""angel"

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“This shouldn’t be happening” I kept telling myself as I hesitated. If I hesitated much longer then our psycho host would get pissed and probably kill us both ... just for the fun of it. He was impotent ... and he wanted a threesome involving me, his girlfriend and mine. He’d discovered that I was hung like a horse, and his perverted mind wanted to see me in action whilst he sat and watched. I had just fucked his equally psycho blonde bimbo girlfriend to a massive cum ... and there was an...

Thunder

The clouds hung low in the distance as Karen Parker rushed out the back door to bring in the laundry off the clothesline. The wind had picked up considerably in the last five minutes, and lightning was beginning to flash through the evening sky.As Karen began to remove her clothes from the clothesline, a bolt of lightning lit up the sky. Two seconds later a thunderclap caused her jump in fear."Damn storm," Karen snapped as she began to work faster. "I hope Benny gets here before that storm...

Bounder Ch 01

Synopsis: A roguish thief, noble cad (and indeed a bounder) uses his magical gift much against his inclinations to obtain justice and work for a good cause. He now finds himself upon an entirely different sort of career path than he would have preferred, one now of honor and integrity – much to his shock and dismay! Sex contents: A Little Sex Genres: Fantasy Adventure/Mind Control/Mystery Story Codes: MF, Fantasy, Humor, Magic, Mind Control, Mystery, Oral, Anal, Slow (of course)

Bounder Ch 08

It took me a few days to regain enough mental strength again to properly be able to indulge my gift to any significant degree, but Edwina and I found a few other more traditional means of enjoying ourselves before I even started on her skull job. Sometimes the old-school ways work just as well as refined and intricate acts of magic, but within two days, I had already nearly lost all interest in my new captive. Right from the very start, I always kept her head covered with a thick hood at all...

Bounder Ch 04

************************* CHAPTER FOUR With the gathering of hardboys growing just down the street from us, we really had very little time left to linger but I first need to get the items that I’d asked Mumford to collect for me from the house. ‘Mumford, I see you brought the package I asked for?’ He nodded and handed me a small but heavy parcel wrapped in twine from inside of his large cloth covered market basket. Mumford always handled my daily shopping needs for our cook and could be...

Bounder Ch 09

************************* CHAPTER NINE Life started to return back to normal. Mostly… more or less anyway. I was still feeling a bit ‘off’ with myself and had a hard time getting back into a normal routine and returning to business as usual. But I forced myself to return daily to my chambers office and tried to get back into the routine of making money. Looking out my office window onto Silver Avenue I could see a lovely familiar face pass by each day, usually even every hour or two. Flerrie...

Undertable Service Girls

"Good day Frank. Same place?" asked the waitress. "Good morning Sylvia, you know me well", he answered with a smile. His muscle memory lead him to his favourite seat, a single-person sofa connected to a small table. It was covered by a long and fancy tablecloth that extended to the ground all around, with the exception of an area around the sofa itself. People of this era gave this particular setup the name of "serviced table". Frank had a very long and stressful week of meetings...

Bounder Ch 03

I ended up spending the night in a guest room upstairs at the club, not due to any excessive wear of drink, but because I didn’t feel safe going home and couldn’t yet decide where else to go next. Being obsessed one might say with privacy and security, I owned several other buildings scattered around the city to be used as a safe houses during an emergency. This sort of fit the definition, but I couldn’t decided which one to use. Each had certain advantages and disadvantages, and I didn’t want...

Bounder Ch 06

*********************** CHAPTER SIX It was not quite yet midday when we arrived, as we had hurried our traveling pace on the good road to complete the four leagues of distance in rather less than the usual four hours. I was huffing a bit, being a little out of my best physical conditioning, but Koch and Flerrie appeared to show little if any fatigue and they made no particular complaints. I left them for the moment at one of the roadside vendor tents, an ale house of sorts, and let them quench...

Bounder Ch 05

************************* CHAPTER FIVE ‘Marc and Torvald,’ the old veteran tapster ordered with rather disturbing calm, ‘take a pair of muskets upstairs to the front loft window and keep the front approach swept clear. Target their leaders and any obvious Blackguards officers first. Make every shot count! Brody and Erin, grab another pair of guns and go with them with extra shot and powder and keep the sharpshooters reloaded! They’ll charge the door first and if that fails they’ll then decide...

Bounder Ch 07

********************** CHAPTER SEVEN At most roadsides there can be found a shrine to Tywusa, Goddess of Travel, Roads, Fate, the future and (indirectly) Luck. Gamblers tend to view her in a masculine aspect, Tywern, Lord of the Dice, but in either identity she, he or it has never paid much attention to me. I try to make my own luck and never depend upon it, which is probably why mine has been rather horrid as a whole for the last year or so. I’ve never stolen anything from any of her temples...

Bounder Ch 02

I needed to do some more thinking, but it wasn’t safe to do it here on the street. I believe that I think best when I’m upon my feet but this wasn’t the time to prove it. I returned to the Silver Fox and paid the tapster a silver to hire a private room upstairs for the evening and be seen heading up into it. This tavern was one of my usual drinking and gaming places and I knew that I could trust (within reason) the host and owner. A few minutes later he then secretly let me down into the back...

Underpass

The sound of the bike was nothing less than relaxing in my ears. I noticed him look to the east and I followed his line of sight and realized there was lightening in the distance. He slowly shook his head. I am sure we were both thinking the same thing as his attention turned back to the direction we were heading. There was no way we would make it back home before that storm got to us. Knowing that there was nothing down the road for miles except an overpass, I felt him shift and accelerate...

Undercovers Detective chapter 9

Alexia The gel felt cold when she squeezed it on my belly. I watched intently at the flickering monitor as she moved the scanner around my abdomen, searching. When the flickering screen stabilized, I viewed what appeared to be undefinable images of my innards. She continued shifting it around, pressing down with increased firmness. Some movement appeared but I couldn’t discern what I was looking at.“Ms. Hunter, if you look in the center of the monitor you can see the head—and that is the leg...

Underwhere

NOTE: Hey guys, this is my first story here, so please bear with me. Hopefully it forms a good base to continue from. Any feedback would be appreciated, and feel free to add a chapter. Enjoy. It was the announcement that shocked the nation. Interrupting the television premiere of the latest Marvel film, a news bulletin announced that scientists had discovered and clinically trialled a new technique to prevent Cervical Cancer and STDs that had a 100% success rate. Given the simple application...

Undertale

I woke up on a patch of flowers not sure how I got there I got up in a daze and saw a door in the distance. I started wandering towards it, wondering where I was.

Thundercats New Friends

As the sun sets once again you take a look around the planet you've lived alone on for so long. You've been able to fashion weapons from rocks and sticks and there's been plenty of wildlife and fish to eat. All in all you've done ok for yourself since Thundera exploded three years ago. Being the only intelligent talking mammal on this isolated planet has taken it's toll on you and you're starting to get lonely and lose your mind a bit. You were blown off course after the Thundercats convoy was...

Undercovers Detective chapter 7

I nervously applied the last of my makeup in preparation for my debut at the Slice. Up until three months ago, no one besides my parents and physician had seen me nude, but now perfect strangers were going to be ogling me. My folks would have cardiac arrest if they saw me now. They were opposed to me joining the police force to begin with. My dad wanted me to follow in my family’s tradition of corporate law, but being the head-strong woman I am, I forged my own path. However, when I agreed to...

Undercovers Detective Chapter two

JANINE Janine poured the contents of her Louis Vuitton bag out on the bedspread, adding a layer of loose tobacco to the embroidered design. She always carried an extra vial of crystal meth to get her through the next job, but those damn vice squad guys busted her connection. She hadn’t replenished her supplies in at least a week. This was yet another hazard of working undercover.For the last three years, Janine Voltaire was an indispensable member of the Special Operation Joint Vice Task Force....

Undercovers Detective

It was around eight pm, and my double-shift was about to end. We had been working overtime since the gangs had gone to war. Seven murders, in the last week alone. This city of angels was under siege. My rookie partner of two weeks had asked me to join her for drinks at Chubby's tonight. Reluctantly, I’d agreed, but it went against my rules to date a fellow cop. In all honesty, even though I had earnestly tried, it was hard for me to refuse such a pretty face. As partners, Alexia and I were...

In2underwear fetish 2

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understall at the mall

I like to visit the mall and spend time in the restroom checking out the guys in the next stall. I will often suck or be sucked but usually I am only allowed the opportunity to masturbate another guys cock.I was sitting in the stall on the day in question and about to leave for lack of action, when I heard the door open. the urinal was being used, so I figured nobody was coming in. I stood up and was pulling up my jeans when I heard the stall door click next to me. I sat back down and glanced...

Underpass experience

This is just a fiction form my desire. I'm walking home after a day at work, as I walk past a restaurant I notice a couple walking behind me, I think nothing of it and carry on. Shortly after I turn into a dark underpass with one light flashing on and off, as I get deeper into the tunnel a hear a womans voice call out "excuse me", so I look round and it's the same couple a noticed before. I stay quite for a second before I reply "sorry you talking to me?" The women replies "yes we was...

UnderwearSurprise

We recently visited my sister-in-law and spent 2 weeks there at her place in Tampa, Fla. They have pretty big home and have a woman come in everyday to tidy up the place. She actually prepared our rooms for us. She was about 45ish and in pretty decent shape. We had been there for the first week and i noticed the cleaning lady's schedule was pretty routine. Right down to catching her sniffing my underwear. She didn't think i saw her, but she would go in to get the dirty laundry and when she saw...

underher247

Sam was excited, more than ever he has been in his 29 years of existence. He got married today and to the most beautiful lady he has ever seen, to one he was deeply in love with. He fell in love with Rashmi the first time he saw her about six months ago in a party thrown by a common friend. Where he was besotted by her perfect Indian beauty he was enamored by her elegance, intelligence and a confident aura around her which was almost captivating and yes captivated he was from the moment he...

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Underglass

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Undertale ENF

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Undertow

Angie stretched luxuriously on the sandy Chesapeake Shore. Her clothes lay in a neat pile beside her. Although the beach was deserted she chose to keep her underwear on. Her neat white brassiere and matching panties could easily be taken for a swimming costume at a distance. Many girls would have taken off their bra and sunbathed topless, but Angie shuddered at the mere thought that there might be someone with high powered binoculars observing her small but perfectly formed breasts from afar....

BounderChapter 2

I needed to do some more thinking, but it wasn't safe to do it here on the street. I believe that I think best when I'm upon my feet but this wasn't the time to prove it. I returned to the Silver Fox and paid the tapster a silver to hire a private room upstairs for the evening and be seen heading up into it. This tavern was one of my usual drinking and gaming places and I knew that I could trust (within reason) the host and owner. A few minutes later he then secretly let me down into the...

BounderChapter 4

With the gathering of hardboys growing just down the street from us, we really had very little time left to linger but I first need to get the items that I'd asked Mumford to collect for me from the house. "Mumford, I see you brought the package I asked for?" He nodded and handed me a small but heavy parcel wrapped in twine from inside of his large cloth covered market basket. Mumford always handled my daily shopping needs for our cook and could be regularly seen in the local markets...

BounderChapter 6

It was not quite yet midday when we arrived, as we had hurried our traveling pace on the good road to complete the four leagues of distance in rather less than the usual four hours. I was huffing a bit, being a little out of my best physical conditioning, but Koch and Flerrie appeared to show little if any fatigue and they made no particular complaints. I left them for the moment at one of the roadside vendor tents, an ale house of sorts, and let them quench their thirsts. The air had been...

BounderChapter 7

At most roadsides there can be found a shrine to Tywusa, Goddess of Travel, Roads, Fate, the future and (indirectly) Luck. Gamblers tend to view her in a masculine aspect, Tywern, Lord of the Dice, but in either identity she, he or it has never paid much attention to me. I try to make my own luck and never depend upon it, which is probably why mine has been rather horrid as a whole for the last year or so. I've never stolen anything from any of her temples or one of her high priests (that...

BounderChapter 8

It took me a few days to regain enough mental strength again to properly be able to indulge my gift to any significant degree, but Edwina and I found a few other more traditional means of enjoying ourselves before I even started on her skull job. Sometimes the old-school ways work just as well as refined and intricate acts of magic, but within two days, I had already nearly lost all interest in my new captive. Right from the very start, I always kept her head covered with a thick hood at all...

BounderChapter 9

Life started to return back to normal. Mostly ... more or less anyway. I was still feeling a bit 'off' with myself and had a hard time getting back into a normal routine and returning to business as usual. But I forced myself to return daily to my chambers office and tried to get back into the routine of making money. Looking out my office window onto Silver Avenue I could see a lovely familiar face pass by each day, usually even every hour or two. Flerrie la'Clerkes, junior patroller...

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