Todds Goodbye Fuck
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The story of a young man offered a period of community service with a familyas an alternative to prison. This ultimately leads to his humiliation, degradationand sexual abuse at the hands of both the male and female family members.
Contains BDSM, Femdom, Maledom, forced sex, humiliation and CBT.
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Keith Spencer looked up at the clock on the wall and sighed. The crew-cut eighteen-year-old couldn't believe that only thirty minutes had passed of the eight hours he was required to put in at the Roosevelt Park Tri-County Help Center. For perhaps the hundredth time this month alone, he asked himself how he had gotten into this fix. A few years back, the local school board had passed a requirement that every student have a hundred hours of community service in order to graduate. While it did...
I have been doing some community service due to a DUI.It is my first, and I didn't have to do any jail time, but I did however get sentenced to 300 hours of community service.That is a lot of spare time.One thing that this has given me is a lot of contact with young studs that are doing the same thing.I have been able to look over quite a few of them and while cleaning up the road sides, I have had to use mother natures rest room along with a few of them. I can visually check them out and I can...
Richard the Sissy Learns Community Service By Joney Cunnigham It had been awhile since I completed my training from my sister and Gina. Mom and Dad decided to take my sister on vacation, but since I didn't want to go, they decide I was old enough to stay home for a few days by myself. My mom gave me a list of chores to do, so I would be kept busy for the long weekend ahead. Mary just made a devious smile as she said, "You know how you must do you chores," and then yelled, "You...
I had got a DWI and had to do eighty hours of community service. The first 48 hours I worked picking up trash off the side of the road and other stuff like that. The last 32 hours I ended up working with this group cleaning up trails that go thru the woods. My first day I showed up and there was another guy who had to do community service and a old man, I would guess in his 70's. Three women that must have been around that age were also there. They were peppy and ready to work. The women went...
CONTRIBUTION TO THE COMMUNITY By Brat / edited by Umgestalten Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between this story and any actual person, living or dead, is coincidental. The story contains mature subject matter. Transformation themes from human into animal and other mature themes are included within. If you would be offended by these, please don't continue! SUNDAY AFTERNOON The black coaches, driven by young Amish men, rattled through the...
[This is what a teacher of mine would call a lesson story. Not a sex story, a cheating wife story, BDSM or anything like it. I found out six years after my previous wife cheated. When I found out I also found out that there were at least a dozen ‘friends’ of mine who had known all along. They weren’t family or in community with me. They aren’t with me at all, now.] * ‘I think of all of you as my family. I look at each of you and my heart fills with hope and prayers for your best good.’ The...
“So, honey,” Cheryl smiled at me uncertainly. “What do you think?” There was a loaded question. Cheryl and I had been married for the last 5 years. We were neither of us virgins when we met. I had been working in an electronics store doing board-level repair, and she was working down the street as a secretary in a furniture business. We met at the coffee cart on the street on the way to work. We had started simply by meeting at the cart, and chatting as we were waiting for our coffees. She...
Wendy had been searching for something to fill her spare time and had volunteered to help a charity renovating homes in disadvantaged areas. The people she met at first were mainly organisers for various tradesmen that would be need to complete the projects and she shadowed a lady called Linda for her first couple of projects with Linda being the one to hand over the houses to their new occupants at first. As summer was in full swing Linda had planned to go away for a week or two which...
Chapter 5 I stood there in the open doorway with my mouth wide open, unable to say a word. "Well don't just stand there," Ed told me, as he entered the house and went over to where Gene was sitting on the sofa. "You're wasting a perfectly good opportunity here," he grabbed Gene's cock and started pumping it up and down, drawing a few beads of precum as a result. He plucked the first one with his finger and licked it up. "Tastes good to me," he said. "You sure you won't be joining us?" After...
The Community By Paul G. Jutras Paul had trouble fitting in with his family. He knew he was different since he was born. His mom was glad that her husband was dead so he could not to see how his son dressed. Once they accepted his long hair at school and what he wore at home things became a little boring. Having mom return from work to find Paul on the couch doing his toe nails was how it was like as long as Paul...
Authors note. First, I would like to thank all those who left feedback about the first and to be honest what was going to be the only, part of this tale. There were lots of people who said that there was no retribution for Jeremy and the others in the close, and many said that the MC waited far too long to pull the trigger and that the police should have been involved after the drugging etc. I will say this. In my mind, the MC’s prime and indeed only consideration was extracting himself and...
(Author's note: And now for something completely different! When I first started writing this stuff, I read a story, Runaway, here on SOL. I loved the story. The author and I have emailed back and forth a bit over the years and he and I talked about interweaving the characters of Runaway with my girls in Community. Here it is. Be advised that Duncs is British, so you get a bit of different slang and a different tone, and he insisted on using the wrong spellings, like 'colour' and...
Beck’s turn: My mother is coming to Alabama. Oh, it’s happened before, but this time it’s even more special. My daughter is twelve, almost thirteen, and we are overdue for the bat mitzvah. For you who might not know, for a Jewish girl, twelve is the year of her entry into womanhood. Yes, this has been the year, physically, too, for our Rachel. She got her period a few months before, something that I find rather like a validation of the concept. The whole thing boils down to a night at the...
Chapter 12 Later the next day, after the three of us had all showered and the Lister's had left, I stood at the kitchen sink getting some water when I heard a knock on the front door. There stood Gene and the administrator of the Community, Winston Jefferson. I'd met Winston briefly the day I'd moved in, but hadn't really had a chance to chat with him. "I hope you don't mind us stopping by, Mike," Gene said. "But we were just down the street and Winston said he'd like to get to know you a...
MY GATED COMMUNNITY Sleazy Blonde, 2021 I was enjoying a leisurely Saturday afternoon reading a mystery novel in our living room when the doorbell rang. We hadn't been expecting anyone. I took a quick look around the room; everything seemed neat, tidy, and put away. I saw my three-hour hourglass was nearing its end. I sighed and put my novel down. I welcomed Kim, Lisa, and Mary into our home. They were wonderful neighbors whom we had grown to know in the three months since we had...
Terri’s turn: I’m telling this. It’s noon on a hot July Saturday and I’m standing in front of a roomful of people looking at me. I’ve done the ‘roomful of people looking at me’ thing many times. I guess the first couple of times I was nervous, but now I’ve done it in front of Google’s R&D and Raytheon’s R&D and a team from DoD. None of those was as impactful on my young life as this. I’m wearing a simple-lined linen dress, one that’s been worn by wives before me – Kimberly, Kara,...
Brother Samuel Xavier here. The big and tall, openly bisexual Black male author who has resided in the West Side of Brockton, Massachusetts for years. I feel quite sad while writing this because I will soon leave this community I’ve grown to care about. Simply put, life doesn’t stand still. You either move with it or you’re dead. My father, the charming sociopath who’s the leader of my family is encouraging my cheerfully psychopathic sister Hannah and I to move to Canada. Simply put, we’ll have...
I really hated the community pool in our housing development. Well, not actually the pool itself, but the fact that the place seemed to always be overrun with screaming kids and surly teenagers. I really wanted to be able to swim laps and get some sun while reading (and quaffing the occasional adult beverage); but found these tasks to be hard to accomplish due to the aforesaid. I was seriously thinking about giving up my pool membership, when a petition made its way to my door. Apparently, a...
Straight SexComes a time when a story needs to be halted. I, as a hack writer, have enjoyed the three stories, Cindy, Nikki, and Christina, that led to the formation of the group that became our Community. During the course of the story, we dragged in the characters from Melodic Redemption. Now I'm pulling in Kimberly 2.0. This isn't the end of the community. This is just the end of the first part of Community. Trust me, the story will go on as Community Too. Look for it. And remember Community.
Still Tara’s turn: I have a lot to worry about, these days. However, no more “pitiful me” anymore. A little red-headed fireball grabbed me by both ears, shook some sense into me, and introduced me to “Never-never-land” (not the Michael Jackson version, thankyouverymuch.) In this case, it’s the 3Sigma “Community”, where all the girls are geniuses, they all fly airplanes, have their own airfield, all that. And we’ve been arranging my move here, and my return to an Auburn education. A...
Maddie's Turn: I'm in COLLEGE! Yes, little Maddie Reynolds is in college. And I'm YOUNG for it. I'm two years ahead. It's because of the hurricane, you know. The hurricane hit last year and the storm surge pushed a wave through our high school and forced us to go to school at the nearest high school that was undamaged. Now you have to understand that I live in one of the least populous parishes (that's counties in the other forty-nine states) in Louisiana, so we're not talking about...
Dana’s turn: I’ve been through a lot of changes since I turned fourteen almost two years ago. Living with Mom. Mom incarcerated. Living with Gramma – a huge step up in Dana’s quality of life. Connecting with Ed. Even more huge. Meeting the Community. Marrying Ed. Moving us to Alabama. All that’s good. Really good. I’m loving the environment. Ed’s loving it, too, and Gramma’s married and she’s teaching her last, greatest class. None of her students here has an IQ that isn’t measured high on...
Nanny’s house was a small, two bedrooms, wooden framed one near a cotton mill. She and my great-grandfather had worked at the mill. Back in those days, the companies felt it was best to have workers that lived near the mills. They built what was called mill villages, dozens and hundreds of basic houses near their plants. Then they sold them to the workers, taking mortgage payments out of their paycheck each week. The South is dotted with the remnants of these kinder, gentler days. By the time...
Krista made good on her promise and they made passionate love that night. Another good thing coming out of the night was Mike met a guy who talked to him about a new drug being used to increase height. Frank was his name and he said he used to be 5'6" and now was 6 feet tall and all this in his 40's. He had a very attractive wife that worked with Krista and she was wearing very tall heels as she stood next Frank. She was 5'6" she said as she looked up a couple of inches to Frank. ...
It was in the late 70’s and I was visiting my cousin in the south during spring break. The worst of the segregation issues were over but there was still tension in that area. I had longish hair and was very buff as a member of my schools swim team, but was out of action due to an injury. In those days it was common for swimmers to shave all their body hair to reduce drag in the water. I was even shaved in my pubic region after an event by two team mates who ended up with me giving oral...
Hi folks, another week, another tale of love gone wrong. I'm still shocked that I got away with naming the hero of last week's story Daniel Boone and no one caught it. As A warning I have to tell you that this one includes some violence. But in the end it's only a story. Only imaginary people were injured during the story and even they got back up and went home after it ended. So for those of you who don't like to see things like that, this one probably won't be your cup of tea.For the...
Cindy's Turn: Nuts! I think it's just nuts! The word is one I picked up from my husband. He uses it because he doesn't use a lot of other, coarser, words. There are others: 'chaotic' comes to mind. 'Barely expected' works too. It's like this: Nikki and I both ended up sitting in Doctor Wilkins' office – that's 'Bren' – of the math department. "Ram's vacationing back in India, or he'd be here too," Bren told us. "He's in on this. So's Doctor Patel. Big part of it is her...
Dan Granger's turn: It's great when you've been on the road for a couple of days and you make that final turn back home, knowing that you've got a nice clean place to stay and you've got somebody waiting there who loves you and is waiting for your return. Jason and I had been in North Georgia. That's the southern state of Georgia in the USA, not the one in Europe that birthed Stalin, in case you're wondering. The little regional electrical cooperative is in the process of upgrading...
Derek’s turn: Tara says I shouldn’t be so obvious. She’s talking about Rachel. The first time I saw Rachel Weismann, I recognized Hermione Granger in the first Harry Potter movie, same face, same crazy hair. But Rachel’s eyes are blue and her hair is more brownish. In the movie, Hermione’s is more red. Kind of like Mizz Tina’s. “You’re too young to be in love,” Tara said. We’d been living back in Auburn for a month when that conversation happened. “I am a little younger than Cindy was...
Eddie escorted us around the inside of the Community Center first. There were technically three restaurants attached to the main building. The first was called DeSade’s pantry. It was a simple walk-up service counter that sold ready-made meals, groceries, and the like. The only difference was a few women were shopping in the nude, and the cashier was bottomless. Simon asked how do the women pay for the items in the shop if they are naked. “The women bend over and spread their butt cheeks...
"Britney? Could you please come in here? We need to talk." Britney felt a sinking feeling in her stomach. She could tell by her mother's tone of voice that she was in some kind of trouble. She looked down at the brand new clothes she was wearing. How was she going to explain them? But there was no way that her mother could know how Britney had gotten the money. She had been very careful. Preparing to bluff, she walked into the living room. Her heart sank. There sat her mother and their...
BDSMThe tall, young man sat upon his horse and gazed down the trail that he’d been travelling on. The trail was steep and rough and it wasn’t the best road for anyone to journey on, especially someone in a wagon. A man with a good team of mules and years of experience could navigate it but he’d have to do it slowly and carefully. For a homesteader it was suicidal. Still it was the only route up out of the valley and down into the foothills of western California and out of necessity people used...
Tina’s turn: It usually starts just like this – an informal gathering. On this particular morning it was me, Beck, Mizz Lee and Mizz Patel sitting around having coffee together. “I appreciate your invitation,” Mizz Patel said. “We think you’re due the honor, Aneeta,” Mizz Lee returned. “Your efforts have been the gateway for many in this community, including the last two.” “I fear I am enamored of these bright minds,” Mizz Aneeta returned. “We make provision for the world to recognize...
Cindy’s turn: It’s a little early in the year, and there’s no way he could beat me over there and put a bow on it to make it my birthday present anyway, but Dan and I and Tina are on our way to Mississippi to pick up my Stearman. Tina? She’s gonna fly our Cessna back. Dan and I are flying the Stearman back together. There were two certified parachutes in the cargo space. Dan looked apprehensive. “Don ‘t be, baby. A loop. An aileron roll. Maybe just one leeetle bitty snap roll ... Just so...
“Do you really wanna do this,” asked the newly retired university administrator.“I think it’s a great idea,” his sister replied.“Well, let’s make it happen!”“Absolutely!”“They’re starting to board the plane. I gotta run. Love you!”“Love you too! Have fun! Take lots of pictures.”Elliott rolled his carry-on towards the line. The 58 year-old was heading to Japan for seven days and six nights. He had purchased the trip through a agency specializing in seniors’ group travel. He didn’t mind having to...
Chapter 7 I woke up the next morning in a bed that was new to me. It was then that I remembered where I was and what had happened last night. I got up and went into the living room, after getting dressed. For some reason, even after yesterday, I just didn't feel right walking around nude in someone else's house. "Henry?" I called out. No answer. "LuAnn?" I called again. Again, no answer. I went into the kitchen and it was there, lying on the table, that I found their note. I read...
Cindy's turn: Let me tell you about a day in another universe. I was Matron of Honor at my mom's wedding. Dan and I and Mister Bill and Mom talked about how it was going to be. You absolutely know that Terri and Rachel are the flower girls. Bot-bot's the ringbearer, something that had Mister Bill shaking his head. Of course my Dan's the best man, a title that I reinforced the previous night, okay? Grandma Desai provided flowers and a reception table full of the best she could harangue...
Nikki's turn: "You look utterly charming," Dan said. "If I saw you for the first time today I'd have gotten hit by a thunderbolt and fallen hopelessly in love with you." "Too late," I said. "You're already in love with me." I was dressed to defend my dissertation. Simple black low-heel pumps, a brown pleated skirt, a white blouse with a sort of flouncy bow at my throat. I had my hair trimmed last week and today I paid a little extra attention to making sure it was brushed to...
Alan’s turn: I just have to get it in my head that the women in my life, NONE of them fits into that neat little contemporary mold marked ‘normal’. Let’s start with my wife Tina. She’s more than twenty years junior to me, brilliant on any scale except perhaps the rarified world of our community, but we’re talking about a girl that achieved a baccalaureate degree at the age of nineteen. Make that a degree in electrical engineering. She’s on the ‘mommy’ track now, her choice. Before I met...
Tara’s turn: So nobody actually TOLD me about the status of Terri and Jerry. I didn’t pay attention to any of the relationships involving the Munchkins because they’re all pre-teens and they’re not supposed to be HAVING relationships, right? Wrong. How could I be so wrong? I mean, first I have the evidence in my own household. Derek’s enamored of Rachel. I saw that, but silly me, I wrote it off as one of those cute things that happen with kids. I can hide behind the fact that I was new to...
Nikki’s turn: You knew I couldn’t let Cindy-of-the-Sky get too far ahead. Dan and I scheduled our own trip out to Arizona to get our multi-engine ratings. I know – retracing Cindy’s steps, but that’s okay. It’s not EXACTLY a hobby. I mean, we use airplanes all the time in conjunction with the business. We use the planes to move key people to meetings, to move technicians and equipment to sites too far to drive. That big Cessna twin makes it nice, but I seriously want to fly it and...
"If you leave the smallest corner of your head vacant for a moment, other people's opinions will rush in from all quarters." GEORGE BERNARD SHAW "It's dull (as well as draughty) to keep an open mind." PHILIP GUEDALLA The Robinson family had piled into the car and were driving to the Community Center. Gina was telling her parents and siblings how she had come to have the tape player. "So then they gave me this player and I came home and had all of you listen to it." "Did they...
Sweet little Susan's turn: "You did WHAT?" Alan asked me. I took a breath. The guy actually sounded disturbed. "I gave some of Terri's writings to the English professor who's working with us." I looked at Tina. "Did I do something wrong?" "Alan, she didn't do anything wrong, you know." "I know. I'm just surprised." Alan smiled at me. "You know they'd have figured it out when she started school in the fall," Tina said. "Yeah, I suppose you're right." "Do you...
Susan's view: You know, just a few months ago I was just a high school senior. I had a mostly normal life. Okay, little bits of departure from many of the contemporary norms were there. Mom and Dad were married to each other. I was eighteen and a virgin. I was in the top level of my graduating class and I didn't take the easy courses. I had a best friend and she and I decided to attend the same college for the same course of study. Okay, so that's pretty normal-sounding, right? Then the...
Cindy's Turn: Summer used to be something that I survived. School was sort of a refuge because I was out of Mom's hair. Living in a thirty-odd foot travel trailer with Mom did not exactly lend itself to lazy days. I didn't have friends my age. Mom certainly wasn't exerting herself to see that I had any summer activities, so I was on my own in the RV park. The only kids my age came and went with their own families, and very few people choose to visit RV parks in Alabama except for the odd...
Cindy's turn: Riot weekend! We flew to Houston and collected an engineer and a flute-player. Okay, I said 'flautist' but Johanna said very few people still use that term. We flew? I flew. Dan handled communications with air traffic control once we entered the Houston traffic control area and fed me altitude and course data. I paid attention to ALL of that while we both watched for traffic. This is the most intense flying I've done, threading our way between TWO major airports, Hobby on...
Terri's turn: We have a new member of the community – Cindy's mom. I know I heard a little bit about how Cindy came to be with her Dan – he's 1.0 – the first of the two Dans in the community, and a lot of Cindy's story had to do with her mom not being a very good mom. My Tina tells me that I am fortunate to have two moms that love me and that my birth-mother, still in California, did a one of the hardest things ever – let her child go to another because she was just not able to do a...
Dan 1.0’s turn: Interesting meeting – me, my redheaded pixie, Don Matzke ... And the interesting part – Teresa Hardesty. Was supposed to be an informal get-together to see where things are in the circles of 3S Transport which is also the umbrella under which Don runs a charter jet service. “I know Cindy’ll be in the middle of this,” Don told me on the phone. “Do you have a problem if I bring a date?” “You know just how formal we are around here. Anybody we know?” “Teresa...
Johanna’s turn: I have become the musical mommy. I’m not complaining, mind you. Dad and Mom smile at me and tell me that their prayers are answered, that I’m married, my husband loves me, we’re successful, and ... my life is as filled with wonder as I told them. Little Randall is a good baby. That’s good. I’ve heard horror stories about crying all night and teething issues and ear problems and serious diseases. Randall is none of these. The community crèche is devoid of that. There’s a...
CHAPTER 5 Jenny and Katie got along well, and Jenny didn’t mind being ordered by her roommate to kiss her. Kissing and other intimate actions between roommates was encouraged by Master Peter, but none of the girls could have orgasms with each other because there was no semen to swallow. The supervisors walked around with silver bow ties on their necks and grey shorts on their waists. The shorts didn’t hide erections, and the supervisors often had sex with their girls. It was known that Master...
After he got out the shower he wrapped a towel around his waist and started walking to his room. In the way down the hall he stepped on a sharp object that pricked his foot. He picked it out of his foot and recognized his mother's earring. Normally he would've walked two more doors down to return it to her but Jesse, his girlfriend was mercilessly teasing him during her break so he was desperate for a release. He grabbed the earring, walked to his room and put it on the nightstand next to...
The first couple of weeks I was supposed to do menial jobs like sweeping and mopping, or organizing equipment. I was mopping up the girls locker room when my sisters burst through the door crying. I wasn’t sure if I should leave or try to comfort them. Brotherly compassion won out, and I asked what had happened. Alex sucked up a sob, and brokenly explained. “Our team is going to be cancelled, because we don’t have a coach. Daphne’s dad was supposed to do it, but he bailed on us.” Eva kept...
Aspen's fingers slid down inside the front of my panties as Penny's hands crawled up the inside of my thighs. I'd ever been touched by another girl, much less two at the same time. But, I joined this sex community to explore and challenge my sexuality. And now here I was being felt up by two beautiful girls, while the rest of the group watched us eagerly, clearly aroused by the tentativeness of my first time experience. I was happy to share it, turned on by the exhibitionist nature of being...
“Are you angry with me?” Michelle asked, an alcohol induced slur clearly evident in her voice. “No!” I retorted. My hand was firmly on her elbow as I guided her back to our suite. “Yeth, you are.” Her drunken laughter echoed off the walls of the short hall that lead to the inner door. “Your jealous and pissed off that I fucked Marcus! And what was with all that ‘Old Boy’ nonsense?” “I just thought it added a kind of James Bond slant. An unusual situation called for an unusual approach. You no...
MILFHi, I am Mary and Tristan is my twin. I had a very disturbed upbringing with my Dad leaving when I was very young and never seen him since. Mum did her best but I had a lot of ‘uncles’ growing up and build a very close and strong bond with Tristan which is still evident today. Yes, I have an attitude sometimes, are you surprised?Mum used to tell me and Tris not to come home early if she was entertaining so I used to walk in the park or sometimes she would give me £20 to go shopping and I used...
It was now Jeff's...or as he would be known to his students as, Mr. Winger's second day of teaching. Even though Greendale was a rundown, fairly crappy joke of a community college, Jeff had to admit it had done a lot for him. Not only was he able to complete his bachelor's degree and able to actually become a lawyer, he had also gained a core group of friends that made him a much better person. Greendale wasn't done with the tall, good-looking man just yet though. After a failed attempt at...
Chapter 6 That first week just seemed as though it flew by. I got settled into the new house and made some minor adjustments that only made the place more livable for me. I found a nice diner only a couple miles from the house and ate there a couple of nights, even inviting Gene, Ed and James to join me. They all did and we had a wonderful time. At first I thought I'd be nervous sharing a meal in a relatively open atmosphere with another white man and two black men, but no one seemed to pay...
Chapter 3 I pulled off Mike's cock and pulled him next to me on the bed. Now we were lying next to each other, our faces only inches apart. He acted like he wanted to kiss me but I pulled back. "Not now," I told him. "This is still new to me. Let me get used to this first, ok?" "Hey, man, I understand. I won't do anything until you're ready for it. Ok?" "Thanks, Mike. I do appreciate it." The whole time my hand was till wrapped around his still-hard cock. Now I could feel his hand on my...