A Stitch in Time Saves Nine
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I’ve had Cherry and Berry with me for a month now. I didn’t think I’d have them with me for the first 24 hours much less even a week, when we started again. You see, when they wheedled their way back into my apartment, all I wanted to do (okay, maybe just the main thing I wanted to do) was humiliate them a little then send them on their way – much like they’d done to me. This time I’m not going to write about my lessons learned or about how the sluts reacted to their training. This is more of a summary that records the main points of what transpired up to this point, because the, ‘shit’s about to get deep’ now and I wanted to be sure I could show how we got to this point.
So I left off where mother and daughter were naked in my apartment, doing their best to listen to and comply with instructions. How many guys can really say they’d ever even seen a naked mother AND her equally naked daughter in the same place at the same time? Then of that smaller number of you, how many can say that these family members were doing everything they could to obey your instructions without smart-ass comments, hesitation or flat refusal? Then of that tiny number of you still saying you’ve been there, done that, can you honestly say both the mother and daughter you’re thinking of were trying to outdo each other in various self-debasing acts? I was there on that first day and I saw it. Even a month later and after all that’s happened since then, I can truly say that if I hadn’t been waiting for them to try to play one of their games on me, I would have been pinching myself to ensure I wasn’t in the middle of a wet dream.
So Cherry and Berry stumbled through their positions (Attention, Casual, Crawl, Correction and Inspection) and did better a second time. Then without complaint went through all of them again even though there were hand prints on the body parts I slapped as I ‘encouraged’ them to straighten a back, stretch a leg, stick their tits out more ... you get the idea. And to remind you, these were two absolute bitches, so you don’t need to feel sorry for them. They’d spent so long harassing, bullying and being absolute cunts to everyone they interacted with, that I felt I was doing society a favor by reigning them in as much as training them how to be ‘nice’ for once in their lives.
One of the things I noticed the first time they got themselves into the inspection position was that although they’d both shaved themselves, they’d certainly not checked each other. It turns out that wild hairs can grow a lot in 3 weeks. Both of them had a few that they’d missed. Luckily – well for me anyway – I had a pair of tweezers. After they’d remastered the positions to my satisfaction, I had Berry lay on the floor and cross her ankles behind her head. I figured she’d be able to do that easier since she was so young and probably more flexible (I’d underestimated Cherry at the time). The result was that Berry’s cunt gaped before me and her star was right there, puckered and inviting – with those few wild hairs like a freaking beacon, drawing my gaze.
Cherry was handed the tweezers and told to, ‘clean up that mess’. If the hairs had been longer, I would have had Cherry use her teeth to pluck ‘em but I guess ya caint have everything. Berry’s mom was made to get real close to her daughter until her eyes were almost crossed trying to focus on her work area. She knelt so close to Berry that her breath was having an effect on Berry’s exposed pink. I laughed when Berry jumped while maintaining her position as the first hair was plucked and I said something like, “Looks like you are a ‘spring chicken’ after all, Berry!”
I kept Berry in that position for maybe 15 minutes while I had Cherry hunt out and pluck every single hair long enough to be caught in the tiny jaws of the tweezers. After her visual inspection, I had Cherry gently run her finger over all the exposed flesh of Berry’s shaved cunt and ass looking for more, which she did without complaint. There was an ever so slight pause when I told her to do a final check with her, ‘much more sensitive’, tongue. Despite herself, Berry actually enjoyed that part!
I was going to have Berry just reciprocate while Cherry laid down with her legs spread and it was Cherry that offered to assume the same position as her daughter had. I was surprised at both the offer and the execution, mother being just as flexible as daughter and able to hold the position with ease for even longer. Berry did the big breath thing when the time came for her to do the,’tongue test’ yet she got it done. It was fun to watch Berry’s expression when she started and hilarious to me when the gum I’d had her put on her nose ended up in her mom’s open pussy as Berry tongued her mom’s anal star. I’m sure that first time Berry was even more mortified when I told her she had to go back and get it without using her fingers!
Eventually they were both as smooth down there as if they’d never had hair to begin with. Berry was instructed to once again assume the position next to her mom so I could personally do the final inspection as they lay together with their cunts and asses displayed for me. Berry gasped at the touch of my tongue on her – but hey, if it’s okay for them to do the tongue test, it’s definitely fine for me to as well, right?
I found out 2 things from that experience. One, that they’d really done a great job on each other and 2, they tasted very similar, yet different. I had no preference except that Cherry’s lips felt more rubbery against my tongue than Berry’s. Both were definitely juicy. Both had lubricated – a lot! That made me mentally question Cherry’s story from weeks ago that the last time she’d had sex, she’d had to Jill off in the bathroom first. Cherry’s cunt was practically dripping juice now and we were not even having sex.
We covered their finances in that first day. They were, to put it mildly, fucked. Cherry had stepped in it with her boss at work big time and fully expected to be fired the next day (no surprise that she was, right?). Their rent was indeed 3 months past due and they had received their 3-day eviction notice – 2 days earlier. They had, Cherry told me, the options of groveling to gramma, dealing with Kelly and Donny, or taking what they could carry and calling the homeless campsite in the woods ‘home’ for a while.
Cherry also insisted that coming to me wasn’t their last ditch effort to avoid the homeless campsite and even if I made them stay there, they’d still want the training too. Like I believed that at first! Cherry’s financial debt exceeded $3,000 which I found amazing – they had absolutely nothing to show for it! I made notes and didn’t say anything more about finances to either of them since Cherry’s idea of ‘debt’ was what she was being actively chased for. It didn’t include unpaid utilities from a previous residence, a balance owed on a repossessed vehicle or even the $900 they owed on back rent since their landlord was evicting them.
As to what they would do and were they drew the line ... we talked about that the first day too. Remember I said that I would have been wrong with their reactions to my demands? Cherry found it easier to do the sex stuff than to be genuinely nice to Vicki. Imagine a sane person readily agreeing to have a dick in their ass rather than to be friendly to a neighbor without first considering an ulterior motive. I thought just saying, “hi” to someone would be a no-brainer yet Berry didn’t seem to be able to get her head around the idea that there needed to be no more to it than just expressing a simple hello. I mean they both did it yet they seemed to have to treat it like a game than just doing it naturally.
I don’t want anyone thinking that I had this whole dominant-submissive thing down pat either. Some things I ordered were done without complaint when I fully expected a blow up and others caused issues when in my mind, they were no-brainers. These cunts just seemed to be on a different wavelength than anyone I’d ever known before.
For example, the idea of the ‘apologies’ I explained to them was taken far differently to what I would have expected. They didn’t care what I called it, they just seemed to think that the quantity was unattainable. In their heads, they converted 1,000 apologies to 1,000 dollars and were quietly freaking out about having to earn $1,000 every week when Cherry couldn’t even be relied on to come up with $300 a month to pay rent. It’d been weird to me in a way. They’d accepted that they would do it because I’d told them they could do it. At the same time, they had more faith in me than they had in themselves! As a result, they’d listened and just agreed because I’d told them they had to agree.
Other examples from the first 15 minutes of them being in my apartment after not seeing them for 3 weeks include being naked together in a near-stranger’s apartment, not caring that they were naked and I was dressed - mother not caring that I was leering at her naked daughter, daughter not caring that her mom had just been fisted while she stood with a piece of gum stuck to her nose. Mom being okay with licking around her daughters cunt and ass. What sane women wouldn’t be freaking out about THAT? No, these two were worried about freaking dollars.
Over the first 24 hours, I put them through their paces while looking for the perfect opportunity to crush them under my thumb then tell them to fuck off and leave me alone, much as they’d done to me. I can’t say when it happened although some time within that first 24 hours, they managed to suck me right back into their web – while somehow showing me that this time they were indeed serious and committed.
I say that they sucked me into their web because I firmly believe that without the unique set of circumstances they presented, I would never have ever begun acting the way I have, would never have interacted with others the way I’ve begun to do and although I’m getting ahead of myself a little, I would never have imagined that the perversion capital of the country, or at least the cut-rate underbelly of the capital was situated smack dab in the middle of Buckman County. Cops here can’t be bribed with money and laws are strictly upheld – unless you happen to hold the golden key, a key that Cherry showed me how to wield. But that was later. In the first 24 hours, I became convinced that both Cherry and Berry were really serious about being trained.
The take away from that is that they’ve changed me as much as they’ve changed. I’m still polite, conscientious and considerate although I have much less patience with morons, assholes and schemers.
One last thing of note went on in that first 24 hours. While I was out talking to our landlord about the slut’s late rent, they did a floor to ceiling cleanup of my apartment. To summarize my conversation with the landlord, their apartment had already been pre-rented to a new occupant and they had to get their shit out or it’d be thrown away. He might have been lying about pre-renting such a dive however there is indeed a new tenant already in their old apartment. The landlord wasn’t even expecting to get reimbursed for the past due rent so when I offered to clean it out, fix the air conditioner and stove, I became the landlord’s new best renter. I oversaw what and how much stuff each of them brought into my apartment. Much of what was left of their belongings ended up in a nearby commercial dumpster. It really was crap anyway.
Oh and Vicki got quite an education in that first 24 hour period too. She saw Berry moving stuff to my apartment and came to investigate. I encouraged her to sit with me while the sluts worked around her. We had a chat about what was going on and what Cherry and Berry had agreed to. Berry took the whole disclosure thing a lot harder than Cherry. The bitch that had suggested telling gramma about the training showed that her mouth wrote checks her mind couldn’t cash. It was fascinating to see Cherry act humble around her neighbor, especially after seeing her at her worst in the restaurant a few weeks earlier. Cherry seemed almost relieved that Vicki now knew what was going on while Berry became angry and had to be corrected – naked and right in front of Vicki of course. I expected I’d seen the last of Vicki after our chat and discipline demonstration however Vicki seems to have embraced my unorthodox training and has been over for quite a few visits in the last month and says the entertainment value beats the hell out of TV. She’s even cooked me a few desserts!
I’ve had Cherry and Berry with me for a month now. I didn’t think I’d have them with me for the first 24 hours much less even a week, when we started again. You see, when they wheedled their way back into my apartment, all I wanted to do (okay, maybe just the main thing I wanted to do) was humiliate them a little then send them on their way – much like they’d done to me. This time I’m not going to write about my lessons learned or about how the sluts reacted to their training. This is more of a summary that records the main points of what transpired up to this point, because the, ‘shit’s about to get deep’ now and I wanted to be sure I could show how we got to this point.
So I left off where mother and daughter were naked in my apartment, doing their best to listen to and comply with instructions. How many guys can really say they’d ever even seen a naked mother AND her equally naked daughter in the same place at the same time? Then of that smaller number of you, how many can say that these family members were doing everything they could to obey your instructions without smart-ass comments, hesitation or flat refusal? Then of that tiny number of you still saying you’ve been there, done that, can you honestly say both the mother and daughter you’re thinking of were trying to outdo each other in various self-debasing acts? I was there on that first day and I saw it. Even a month later and after all that’s happened since then, I can truly say that if I hadn’t been waiting for them to try to play one of their games on me, I would have been pinching myself to ensure I wasn’t in the middle of a wet dream.
So Cherry and Berry stumbled through their positions (Attention, Casual, Crawl, Correction and Inspection) and did better a second time. Then without complaint went through all of them again even though there were hand prints on the body parts I slapped as I ‘encouraged’ them to straighten a back, stretch a leg, stick their tits out more ... you get the idea. And to remind you, these were two absolute bitches, so you don’t need to feel sorry for them. They’d spent so long harassing, bullying and being absolute cunts to everyone they interacted with, that I felt I was doing society a favor by reigning them in as much as training them how to be ‘nice’ for once in their lives.
One of the things I noticed the first time they got themselves into the inspection position was that although they’d both shaved themselves, they’d certainly not checked each other. It turns out that wild hairs can grow a lot in 3 weeks. Both of them had a few that they’d missed. Luckily – well for me anyway – I had a pair of tweezers. After they’d remastered the positions to my satisfaction, I had Berry lay on the floor and cross her ankles behind her head. I figured she’d be able to do that easier since she was so young and probably more flexible (I’d underestimated Cherry at the time). The result was that Berry’s cunt gaped before me and her star was right there, puckered and inviting – with those few wild hairs like a freaking beacon, drawing my gaze.
Cherry was handed the tweezers and told to, ‘clean up that mess’. If the hairs had been longer, I would have had Cherry use her teeth to pluck ‘em but I guess ya caint have everything. Berry’s mom was made to get real close to her daughter until her eyes were almost crossed trying to focus on her work area. She knelt so close to Berry that her breath was having an effect on Berry’s exposed pink. I laughed when Berry jumped while maintaining her position as the first hair was plucked and I said something like, “Looks like you are a ‘spring chicken’ after all, Berry!”
I kept Berry in that position for maybe 15 minutes while I had Cherry hunt out and pluck every single hair long enough to be caught in the tiny jaws of the tweezers. After her visual inspection, I had Cherry gently run her finger over all the exposed flesh of Berry’s shaved cunt and ass looking for more, which she did without complaint. There was an ever so slight pause when I told her to do a final check with her, ‘much more sensitive’, tongue. Despite herself, Berry actually enjoyed that part!
I was going to have Berry just reciprocate while Cherry laid down with her legs spread and it was Cherry that offered to assume the same position as her daughter had. I was surprised at both the offer and the execution, mother being just as flexible as daughter and able to hold the position with ease for even longer. Berry did the big breath thing when the time came for her to do the,’tongue test’ yet she got it done. It was fun to watch Berry’s expression when she started and hilarious to me when the gum I’d had her put on her nose ended up in her mom’s open pussy as Berry tongued her mom’s anal star. I’m sure that first time Berry was even more mortified when I told her she had to go back and get it without using her fingers!
Eventually they were both as smooth down there as if they’d never had hair to begin with. Berry was instructed to once again assume the position next to her mom so I could personally do the final inspection as they lay together with their cunts and asses displayed for me. Berry gasped at the touch of my tongue on her – but hey, if it’s okay for them to do the tongue test, it’s definitely fine for me to as well, right?
I found out 2 things from that experience. One, that they’d really done a great job on each other and 2, they tasted very similar, yet different. I had no preference except that Cherry’s lips felt more rubbery against my tongue than Berry’s. Both were definitely juicy. Both had lubricated – a lot! That made me mentally question Cherry’s story from weeks ago that the last time she’d had sex, she’d had to Jill off in the bathroom first. Cherry’s cunt was practically dripping juice now and we were not even having sex.
We covered their finances in that first day. They were, to put it mildly, fucked. Cherry had stepped in it with her boss at work big time and fully expected to be fired the next day (no surprise that she was, right?). Their rent was indeed 3 months past due and they had received their 3-day eviction notice – 2 days earlier. They had, Cherry told me, the options of groveling to gramma, dealing with Kelly and Donny, or taking what they could carry and calling the homeless campsite in the woods ‘home’ for a while.
Cherry also insisted that coming to me wasn’t their last ditch effort to avoid the homeless campsite and even if I made them stay there, they’d still want the training too. Like I believed that at first! Cherry’s financial debt exceeded $3,000 which I found amazing – they had absolutely nothing to show for it! I made notes and didn’t say anything more about finances to either of them since Cherry’s idea of ‘debt’ was what she was being actively chased for. It didn’t include unpaid utilities from a previous residence, a balance owed on a repossessed vehicle or even the $900 they owed on back rent since their landlord was evicting them.
As to what they would do and were they drew the line ... we talked about that the first day too. Remember I said that I would have been wrong with their reactions to my demands? Cherry found it easier to do the sex stuff than to be genuinely nice to Vicki. Imagine a sane person readily agreeing to have a dick in their ass rather than to be friendly to a neighbor without first considering an ulterior motive. I thought just saying, “hi” to someone would be a no-brainer yet Berry didn’t seem to be able to get her head around the idea that there needed to be no more to it than just expressing a simple hello. I mean they both did it yet they seemed to have to treat it like a game than just doing it naturally.
I don’t want anyone thinking that I had this whole dominant-submissive thing down pat either. Some things I ordered were done without complaint when I fully expected a blow up and others caused issues when in my mind, they were no-brainers. These cunts just seemed to be on a different wavelength than anyone I’d ever known before.
For example, the idea of the ‘apologies’ I explained to them was taken far differently to what I would have expected. They didn’t care what I called it, they just seemed to think that the quantity was unattainable. In their heads, they converted 1,000 apologies to 1,000 dollars and were quietly freaking out about having to earn $1,000 every week when Cherry couldn’t even be relied on to come up with $300 a month to pay rent. It’d been weird to me in a way. They’d accepted that they would do it because I’d told them they could do it. At the same time, they had more faith in me than they had in themselves! As a result, they’d listened and just agreed because I’d told them they had to agree.
Other examples from the first 15 minutes of them being in my apartment after not seeing them for 3 weeks include being naked together in a near-stranger’s apartment, not caring that they were naked and I was dressed - mother not caring that I was leering at her naked daughter, daughter not caring that her mom had just been fisted while she stood with a piece of gum stuck to her nose. Mom being okay with licking around her daughters cunt and ass. What sane women wouldn’t be freaking out about THAT? No, these two were worried about freaking dollars.
Over the first 24 hours, I put them through their paces while looking for the perfect opportunity to crush them under my thumb then tell them to fuck off and leave me alone, much as they’d done to me. I can’t say when it happened although some time within that first 24 hours, they managed to suck me right back into their web – while somehow showing me that this time they were indeed serious and committed.
I say that they sucked me into their web because I firmly believe that without the unique set of circumstances they presented, I would never have ever begun acting the way I have, would never have interacted with others the way I’ve begun to do and although I’m getting ahead of myself a little, I would never have imagined that the perversion capital of the country, or at least the cut-rate underbelly of the capital was situated smack dab in the middle of Buckman County. Cops here can’t be bribed with money and laws are strictly upheld – unless you happen to hold the golden key, a key that Cherry showed me how to wield. But that was later. In the first 24 hours, I became convinced that both Cherry and Berry were really serious about being trained.
The take away from that is that they’ve changed me as much as they’ve changed. I’m still polite, conscientious and considerate although I have much less patience with morons, assholes and schemers.
One last thing of note went on in that first 24 hours. While I was out talking to our landlord about the slut’s late rent, they did a floor to ceiling cleanup of my apartment. To summarize my conversation with the landlord, their apartment had already been pre-rented to a new occupant and they had to get their shit out or it’d be thrown away. He might have been lying about pre-renting such a dive however there is indeed a new tenant already in their old apartment. The landlord wasn’t even expecting to get reimbursed for the past due rent so when I offered to clean it out, fix the air conditioner and stove, I became the landlord’s new best renter. I oversaw what and how much stuff each of them brought into my apartment. Much of what was left of their belongings ended up in a nearby commercial dumpster. It really was crap anyway.
Oh and Vicki got quite an education in that first 24 hour period too. She saw Berry moving stuff to my apartment and came to investigate. I encouraged her to sit with me while the sluts worked around her. We had a chat about what was going on and what Cherry and Berry had agreed to. Berry took the whole disclosure thing a lot harder than Cherry. The bitch that had suggested telling gramma about the training showed that her mouth wrote checks her mind couldn’t cash. It was fascinating to see Cherry act humble around her neighbor, especially after seeing her at her worst in the restaurant a few weeks earlier. Cherry seemed almost relieved that Vicki now knew what was going on while Berry became angry and had to be corrected – naked and right in front of Vicki of course. I expected I’d seen the last of Vicki after our chat and discipline demonstration however Vicki seems to have embraced my unorthodox training and has been over for quite a few visits in the last month and says the entertainment value beats the hell out of TV. She’s even cooked me a few desserts!
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When Anna opened the door to leave the bathroom, she noticed Mr Davies had left. In a slight panic she looked around the room and found he had left her a note.Dear AnnaI know tonight seemed cruel of me but I couldn't resist. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. I just simply couldn't turn down the offer once I had seen you. I have signed the contract and will keep to our agreement.Yours sincerely Alan Davies."Turn down the offer?" she said out loud to herself.Anna sat...
Anna thought she had the perfect life, at 27 years of age she was young, beautiful and intelligent. Married to her husband of 2 yrs, they both had good jobs and made each other very happy. They weren't rich by any means but they both had good salaries and were particularly careful with their money. This however was about to be put in jeopardy, as the world braced itself for a recession. Anna was one of six office staff working for a small clothing firm. The company had taken off extremely fast...
The last person I was expecting to see was my husband, Mark. He was supposed to be on his way to New Mexico to attend a business seminar. But there he was, standing in the doorway of our bedroom with his mouth hanging open, All of the guys were watching the big screen TV on the wall opposite of the doorway so nobody saw him except for me. His eyes were locked on mine and I momentarily looked away from him to glance into the large mirrored sliding closet door and I saw just what I looked like to...
Now, as a soon-to-be high school grad I have to admit that two solid days chained to Maria as a lowly frosh had gotten the teamwork idea across. But that had just been the start of her campaign to win over not just my body but my heart and mind as well. Not, I confess, that I'd been at all reluctant to share my body with her. She became a regular guest in my house and my bed, and each visit had been a learning experience, everything from arrest protocols to investigative techniques to...
Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Sky Marlow “She’s mine!” Spice hissed. Her voice was that same melodic one I remembered from the video I’d watched in the church’s bathroom a few days ago. The futa-demon held me tight, her futa-cock buried in my ass. “I won’t let you have her.” “What the fuck is going on here?” I asked, standing in a dark void. Just moments ago, Mrs. Matthews, the reverend’s wife, had fucked me with her futa-cock and cum in me. She shouldn’t have had one, and...
Janine had come to Davidson, Saskatchewan with her college roommate. Diane was from this sleepy little town, she grew up playing in the fields playing with the cattle and riding horses. Janine had grown up in the heart of Saskatoon, nowhere near horses, cattle, or any fields of any kind. There was something about this small town that made her feel like she was home, she didn't know if it was Diane’s parents treating her like she was family, or what it was, but she would soon find out. They had...
LesbianI phoned Jen to apprise her of our situation. "We've set down in Denver. The pilot says we'll be on the ground about an hour before another plane can be made available," I explained, trying to make the conversation a brief one, not knowing how long I could hide the anguish gnawing at my insides, like heartburn, only more painful... "Oh, my god, what was wrong with the plane you were on?" "Someone said they saw flames from engine number three but I doubt if he even knows which one...
Miranda was a good looking browned haired nineteen year old girl who was on holiday. After a couple years of holiday trips with friends she had decided to spend a trip with her family again. It was the first night in their fancy hotel. Miranda was sharing a room with her best friend Janine. She had been allowed to bring a friend. Miranda had sometimes hated Janine’s guts but most of the time she had loved her. Janine was always regarded as the most outgoing of the two. Miranda was getting ready...
I had just turned 14, when my aunt Janine came to stay with my mother and I. My mom and dad had divorced the year before, and now it was Janine's turn. Since her and her husband didn't have any kids and they had lived in an apartment, she had no place to go, so my mom had her come out to Ohio to stay with us until she got on her feet. Aunt Janine was by no means a super model or anything like that, she was a few pounds overweight, not fat but I guess you would classify her as pleasantly...
(author’s note: I wrote this at 18 years old, and even then it was meant only as a humorous satire.) My name is The Red Goblin. I travel the world battling capitalism. The media calls me a super-villain but I consider that to be capitalist propaganda. One day, about a year ago, I glided into Hollywood on my red broomstick-glider. I passed a baby in a stroller sucking on a lolly-pop. I thought about turning back to steal the lolly-pop but I had more important things to do. I always enjoy...
Copyright Oggbashan November 2013 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* ‘Why is it called The Dancing Room?’ Lisa whispered to Queen Serena. I could hear Lisa’s question and Serena’s reply. ‘He couldn’t call it a...
Copyright Oggbashan July 2014 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Although apparently set in part of 19th Century India, the locations, incidents, customs and activities are in a fictional world that does not, and did not, exist. These stories are set in an imaginary...
During the last months, Ana had allowed me watch her fucking sessions with several lovers, especially with well hung black guys. Sometimes I could not be present; so she saved the cream pie for me…One day she told me that her butthole had been intact for several months; so she wanted to be sodomized. I got happy and told her I could fuck her in the ass and she would enjoy my hard eight inches deep inside.But Ana said she wanted a huge black cock for this task…Next Saturday evening started out...
Let’s begin with some background. Ann and I have been married for 24 years. I am 47 and a fitness nut. I am stronger and skinnier today than when I played football in college. My wife is 44 years old, 5’4”, 115 lbs with auburn hair and piecing blue eyes. We own a small manufacturing company in a small rural Missouri town. Since she is a lawyer, she is the CFO handling finances and contracts. I am the CEO overseeing production, marketing, and sales; big titles for a small mom and pop operation....
“No I understand that it has to be done. Once I make my final decision I’ll let you know who as well as informing the person affected. By Friday it will be finished Mr. Rodman. No it is very unfortunate that it’s come to this I agree. Yes sir I will speak to you soon.”After I heard the click on the other end I hung up the phone and just sat there for a minute thinking. When I accepted my current position I understood that there might be times like this that I would be forced to do unpleasant...
Anna had dressed provocatively for work that day. Her short skirt and low-cut blouse was greeted with a lecherous smile from Tom. "You are looking unbelievably gorgeous today." He said, looking her up and down.Anna politely smiled before thanking him for the compliment. "Please, come into my office." He said.Anna flicked her hair behind her shoulder as she walked into his office."I hear that your trip to London went well. You earned a lot of money Anna." He grinned."Look, Tom, I can't do this...
On Tuesday's, after teaching an early morning biology class, Jenna had time to use the university gym for an hour of cardio. She liked to finish at around 9:30 when the locker room shower was usually empty. The last thing she wanted to hear was a student of hers, present or former, saying hello or asking questions about class, while she was dressed in nothing but a towel. Or worse... while she was naked... It seemed like a normal day as she rinsed the shampoo from her hair and let her...
It was a hot humid June Friday night in the tiny town of Lindsay, Ontario and I had gotten off work, drove from my job as a shipper-receiver at a small factory in Peterborough to my shitty little apartment in a rooming house on the eastern edge of Lindsay. I hated my job and that asshole of a boss whom always seemed like he was about to fire me. I parked at the bar I would eventually end at, walked the four blocks to a diner with a liquor license (cheap booze and cheap fries), and sat down for...
May 23rd, 1886 I had seen many things in my times on Arcanum – but few struck me as uniquely beautiful and melancholy as the sight of dawn over Tulla, the city of mages. The entire edifice felt isolate and venerable, with an ancient sense seeping from every humble sandstone and brick building. The palm trees that grew around several magickally sustained oasis waved in the morning breeze, and the distant, eerie sound of song echoed from tall minarets that were situated at each corner of the...
What had I gotten myself into? I was a14-year-old high school freshman -- granted, I hadn't been a virgin for quite some time, but what has that to do with anything? -- and I was flat on my back in the near darkness of my bedroom, looking up at handcuffs, waiting for Police Detective Maria Sanchez to "adjust" my attitude. I hadn't been surprised when she'd picked the shackles up from my bedside table. I wasn't surprised when she latched the first cuff around my right wrist. I fully...
Mom and Elaine come up from the dunking I've given them and Elaine is spritzing water at me through her teeth with a wicked grin. When Mom Number 2 puts "a little relaxation session" together in a sentence with the word "playroom" it can only mean one thing. "Have I got plans for you tonight," Elaine says, gloating. "Everyone out of the pool!" As quick as I can slosh out I'm on my knees on the hard concrete, water puddling around me. Standing over me wearing her wicked-Mistress...
Maria treated Bessie and the area around her like a crime scene -- short of calling the lab in -- before we got her to the bike shop. Then she took me home and I went from her comforting professional care straight into Mom's warmly welcoming arms. Never was I so glad that my mom is my Mom, with a capital "M." If it had been Missy's bike, her mom would have said, "Oh, it's only a bike. Do you think we need new curtains in this room?" Missy's dad would have said, "Don't cry, sweetie,...
Wheelin' 'n' Dealin' was and still is the place to go if you're a serious cycler. That's obvious the moment you set foot on the sales floor, the front half of the Denzel brother's space. On the walls are bike posters and more bike posters; posters of road racers and track racers frozen against backgrounds so blurred you feel the wind, posters of BMX bikes and riders soaring off jumps looking so real you want to pick the dirt and mud off your face, barf-inducing posters of X-Game riders...
The APPLAUSE sign above the stage went out, but like over-enthusiastic trained seals the audience went on barking and clapping. They finally returned to their cages -- uh seats -- when our hostess began talking over them. "Thank you, thank you. Thank you very much. I am very pleased to welcome our guests to GabFest's stage this afternoon, Miss Diane Walker and her mother, Katherine..." And it is SHOWTIME! The stage manager had shit a brick when I emerged from the green room stripped...
It began with a very short, eerie whistle, more a chirp, which cut off with a THWOCK! The archery butt shuddered from the impact, an arrow suddenly blossoming like a weed from the target. If I hadn't moved when I did I would have been pinned there like a bug on display. Dropping facedown on the grass I scrambled behind the butt. On my back I studied the half of the arrow sticking out on this side. It was tipped with a hunting head designed to drop a moose in its tracks. Shit! Why would...
Naked student wounds assailant at archery range By Johanna Brahms Staff Writer A student from Central High School foiled an attempt on her life Sunday when she shot her attacker in the buttock with an arrow. The student, who is active in the nudism program at the high school, was naked at the time. The attack occurred about 10 a.m. while the 14-year-old ninth-grader was taking target practice at Eddie's Archery Range in Foley Park on Hawthorne Lane. Police said the attacker, whom they...
Cue the Mission Impossible theme -- bumpbump-badah-bumpbump-baddah-bumpbump-badah bumpbump-deedleooo, deedleooo, deedleooo... I saw the movie. Charlie's Angels might have been more appropriate but there's only one of me. My mission, which I had invented my own self, was to infiltrate a house where six underage siblings were being held against their will, rescuing them from a future of pornographic video performances, prostitution, drug addiction, and winding up working the mean streets of...
Looking at my reflection in the locker room's full-length mirror, I tried to detect any lingering traces of the scrawny kid who had faced down the knuckle-dragging Tweedles at the high school's front door. God, how incredibly arrogant of me! Greg's sarcasm had been thick as syrup when he commented I'd gotten the year off to a great start. Well he'd been right. Before I'd even gotten in the door I'd broken the first rule for high school freshmen and especially freshwomen. Don't stand...
"I tell you, nothing happened up on that stage yesterday. Nothing happened. Nothing! Nada. Zero. Zilch!" I was in the infectious isolation ward, namely my bedroom. Missy was reporting in to me after having debriefed her minions at school. She was wearing a surgical mask, courtesy of Dr. Elaine Smathers's pantry of prophylactics. And if you're thinking "prophylactics" means "condoms" get your mind out of your groin and look the word up in the dictionary. "I'm a sick woman. Don't...
All rights reserved. Paramount owns the Star Trek and Voyager concepts and the authors own what remains of the rest of the story. Not to be posted or sold without permission of the authors. LUCKY SEVEN OF NINE By Eric and Caleb Jones PART ONE - ADJUSTMENTS Tom Paris looked appreciatively at the lush curves and blond beauty of Seven of Nine. An explosive gasp of air escaped his lungs as Seven turned sideways to read a data display. The best bosom aboard Voyager gently bounced...
Author Note: I had this idea the other day. I used to know this girl in High School. I remember she used to be really abrasive, and a couple of times, we’d be talking, and I’d say something bad about her, and she’d slap me – all of this good-naturedly. Looking back on it, I can’t help but wonder. So, I thought I’d explore the idea, and see where it took me. This is the result. And yeah, the animated comedy mentioned here is basically a combination of South Park and other such programs, with a...
CHAPTER NINE Mom was sitting at the kitchen table when we walked into the kitchen. Randy was standing right beside her, opening a can of coke. When I walked in, they both looked at me. I could see them scanning my body with their eyes, top to bottom to top again, and smiling. And Randy said, "I like your outfit! You look great!" I responded with, "Shut up, asshole!" Mom gasped in shock. I regretted responding so harshly. Even though his comment made me extremely uncomfortable, I could tell...
As a newcomer to Bad Dragon, I didn't know which toy to choose at first, but whenever the topic of best toy for newcomers is brought up, it seems that everybody points to Janine, so I went with her. While I've heard a lot of positive reviews for Janine, but when reading casual public comment sections, opinions are often mixed. Some people say it's an incredible experience that's totally worth the price of admission, while others say Janine is just a hard block of silicone that isn't worth the...
Note: This is not your usual Lush story. It is an experimental play in a theater of the absurd style. There is no sex but it is an entertaining comment on marriage. I encourage you to indulge in something different. I think it will make you laugh and maybe cry. Scene: A formal living room. Mortimer is seated on a sofa in the center of the room when Myrtle enters and sits on the sofa next to him. She is wearing a blue floral dress and a pearl necklace, her gray hair is tied in a bun. Mortimer is...
BOWLING — THE STEPLADDER FINALS Friday — The First Final — 10th-The Mariners v 9th-The Bulldogs The first thing we — Camilla, Robert and I — noticed on arrival on Friday night was that extra temporary stands had been erected doubling the size of the crowd from two hundred to four hundred. The second thing we noticed once discussion of the match — Robert and I had both come to the conclusion that the Bulldogs would win a tight one — and the interviews with both teams were over was that...
In a normal theater, the mezzanine can be one of two things. One can be found in a grand opera house with multiple levels of seating and rococo interior. There, the mezzanine is the balcony sandwiched between the first and third levels. Often fancy people in fancy dress visit the opera with monocle in hand to listen to sweet notes of music in German or French. The other mezzanine refers to the front rows of balcony seating with the best view. This definition is often found at smaller venues...
HardcoreThis is a sequel to the earlier story ‘Harold Plays The Hero’ ******************************** Copyright Oggbashan June 2006 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This is the first part of the sequel. I have posted it to encourage me to complete the story. ...
It was a warm night as Emma was lying in her bed. Resting peacefully, her thoughts gently strayed into a gentle sex scene with another woman. Her breaths quickened as the heat slowly built, these thoughts came more and more often now. It was only ever in the mornings that she felt any amount of guilt about her thoughts the night before, however during the night, nothing stoped her. She had never, not once, had touched herself when thinking about women daring not to take that step, but this time...