Gladys
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After cleaning the boat, I decided to take a shower and lay down before dinner. When I was finished in the head, I slipped on a long tee shirt, went to the master stateroom and stretched out on the bed. I was alone for about a half an hour and almost asleep when I felt someone crawl into bed with me.
"You still awake, Little-bit?" Brad asked as he circled my waist with his arm.
I rolled onto my back and said, "Sort of."
"Are you tired?" Brad said as his hand slid down my stomach to my mons.
I was tired, but Brad's touch felt nice. His fingertips slowly stroked my mons as he put his mouth on my neck and kissed me.
"Yeah, I really am a little tired, but what you're doing feels so good."
Part of me wanted to make love to Brad and part of me wanted to sleep. His fingers increased their pressure and moved lower, brushing my clit. I sighed, grabbed his wrist and held his hand to my sex as I rolled onto my side, facing away from him.
Brad slipped his free arm under my neck and rested it against my chest. I wiggled against him, moaned and felt him snuggle against my back. When Brad moved his hand from my crotch and up to my tummy I realized he was probably as tired as I was. I heard his breathing become shallow and realized he was sleeping, with me in his arms.
I awoke to Kathy shaking my shoulder and calling my name. Brad was gone and when I asked Kathy where her brother was, she said, "Brad's in the shower. It's almost time to go to dinner."
I rolled out of bed, stretched and ran my fingers through my messy hair.
"What are you wearing tonight?" I asked Kathy.
"A skirt and top. You?"
"I think I'm going to wear the one-piece shorts outfit my mom bought me," I said.
We all got dressed, met our parents and had dinner. When we finished eating, we went to the beach and watched the sunset.
"What do you kids have planed for tomorrow?" Mom asked.
"Going fishing," Eddie said. "We need to see if we can get back on the fish. I'd like to get a few more waypoints marked before the tournament. Are you guys planning to go too?"
"No, we're going to spend the day onshore and go to the beach," Mom told us. "Tonight, we're all going dancing."
"That sounds like fun, Mom. I wish we could go too," I said.
"I know, Jenny, but the place we're going won't let people under twenty-one in after nine o'clock. Besides, you kids should get to bed early if you're going fishing in the morning," Mom said.
Our parents left, heading towards shore to go for a walk. I hooked my arm in Brad's, pulled him over near Kathy and Eddie and said, "What do you guys want to do now?"
"I don't care," Kathy said. "We could go back to the boat and watch television, play cards, go for a late swim or something."
"We could play strip poker," Eddie said and then began to laugh.
Kathy looked up at my brother and said, "We don't have to play cards to strip, Eddie, I'll get naked for you anytime you want me to."
I giggled and said, "How about a little skinny dipping?"
"If that's what you want to do, it's fine with me, Little-bit," Brad said.
We agreed the go for a swim in the ocean and headed towards the water. As we walked along the edge of the surf Brad and I held hands. Eddie and Kathy walked in front of us and played grab ass. When my brother flipped the back of Kathy's skirt up and put his hand on her bottom, I noticed she wasn't wearing any panties.
"Looks like it might be a little breezy there, Kathy," I said.
Kathy looked back at me giggled and said, "Not really, Eddie's hand is keeping me warm."
I laughed and realized that for the first time, I didn't feel any jealously. In the past, I would feel small pangs of the green monster in my gut when I watched Kathy and Eddie touching each other, but not tonight. I began to wonder if my relationship with Eddie was fading, not the love I felt as siblings, but as lovers.
Putting my arm around Brad's waist and pulling him close, I moved closer to the water and let the surf roll over my bare feet. Brad put his arm around my shoulders, pulled me closer and kissed the top of my head.
As we continued along the shoreline, I saw two couples running from the beach into the surf. When we got closer, I could tell it was Brad's and my parents.
"Look Kathy, our parents are skinny dipping. Should we join them?" I said.
"Why not? It'll be fun," Kathy giggled.
The four of us scurried to the pile of clothing our parents left on the beach, added ours and ran out into the water. Our parents had their backs to the beach and didn't see us until our giggling and laughing caught their attention.
"What are you kids doing?" Mrs. Waters said as her arms crossed over her breasts.
"The same thing you are, Mom, skinny dipping," Kathy said as she moved closer to her mom.
"You guys scared me," Mrs. Waters said.
"Sorry, Mom, we didn't mean to. We just thought it would be fun to join you," Kathy said. "We can leave if you want us to."
Mr. Waters put his hand on Mrs. Water's shoulder and said, "You kids are welcome to stay. Next time call out though so we know it's you guys."
We all frolicked in the warm water for about a half hour before deciding to get out. Eddie and Brad were reluctant to head to shore because they had erections.
"Come on, boys," my mom said. "We understand your problem."
"MOM!" Eddie yelled.
"Suit yourselves," Mom said. "You two boys can stay out here all night if you want to, but if you want to get out of the water, your condition won't bother me or Sarah. Will it, Sarah?'
"No, I just won't look," Mrs. Waters said.
I heard my mom say, "I will," and start laughing.
Everyone got out of the water except my brother and Brad. We went over to the pile of clothing we left on the beach and began sorting through them. After standing around and letting our bodies dry, we began to get dressed.
Eddie and Brad finally came out of the water and gathered their things. They weren't erect anymore, but they weren't completely flaccid either. As we dressed, I noticed Mrs. Waters watching Kathy. When Kathy put on her skirt and top, her mom asked her where her underwear was.
"I didn't wear any tonight, Mom," Kathy said.
I thought Mrs. Waters was going to yell at her, but she didn't. She shook her head and began to laugh.
"I guess it cuts down on the laundry," Mrs. Waters said.
"Yeah, and it really feels nice, Mom, you should try it sometime," Kathy said.
Kathy's mom slipped on her sundress, wadded her panties into a ball and stuffed them into Mr. Waters' pants pocket. My mom started to laugh and so did the rest of us.
The four of us kids decided to go to the boat and our parents said they were going dancing. As we walked back towards town, I wondered if Kathy's mom was going to go dancing without her panties.
We walked down the main strip with our parents until we reached the bar they were planning to go to. After saying goodnight, we headed for the boat and they went inside the bar.
It was still too early to go to bed so we decided to watch television. I changed out of my outfit and put my long tee shirt on before cuddling with Brad on the settee. I climbed onto his lap and pulled his arms around me, holding his hands against my tummy.
Eddie and Kathy sat across from us, making out and groping at one another. I snickered as my brother pulled her skirt up and began playing with her pussy. Eddie and I had done the very same thing many times while we sat together at home. I watched as Eddie's fingers moved around between Kathy's legs, teasing the dark skin between her labia and leg, never touching her where I knew she wanted him to. When Kathy squirmed, my brother anticipated her movement and avoided her.
Looking up, I saw that Brad was also watching Kathy and Eddie's playful antics. He had a small smile on his lips and I could tell he was enjoying what he was seeing by the movement of his cock against my butt. Brad moved his mouth close to my ear and whispered to me.
"Did you and Eddie do that? Did he play with you like he's playing with my sister?"
I nodded and said, "Yes."
"We did too, Kathy and I. Does it bother you to watch?"
Kathy distracted me when she started to giggle uncontrollably. I glanced over and saw my brother's fingers digging into her ribs, tickling her. Kathy was twisting and turning in my brother's lap, trying to pull his hands away from her sides. I grinned at Eddie's devilish grin as he relentlessly teased Kathy.
I turned back to Brad, shifting so I was facing him, put my arms around his neck and kissed him.
"No, Brad, it doesn't bother me to watch. It did at first, but not now, not anymore. I love you, Brad."
Brad smiled at me, kissed me again and said, "I love you too. I used to get so bent out of shape when I saw them like that, but like you, it doesn't matter anymore."
I sighed and said, "Sweetie, take me to bed."
Brad scooped me up in his arms, stood up and started to carry me towards the staterooms. I looked back at Kathy and my brother and said, "Don't forget we have to be up early tomorrow morning."
I saw Kathy nod at me, but she was laughing so hard she couldn't talk.
When we entered the stateroom, Brad dropped me on the bed and climbed on, kneeling next to me. He bent down, put his lips on mine and pushed my tee shirt over my head. I helped him out of his clothing and we tangled our legs and arms.
After we made love, we fell asleep in one another's arms, not bothering to get up and clean the sweat and cum from our bodies.
The next morning, we all got up and headed out to the reef. We teased up several fish, but never offered a lure to hook one. I drove and watched as Kathy, Eddie and Brad worked the rods, changing the color of the teasers and the set-backs. It was over an hour since I looked at the radar and when I did, I saw a large blotch that depicted a storm.
"Hey, Eddie, come up here for a minute," I yelled down.
My brother ran up the steps and asked what was wrong.
"Look at the radar."
"Holy shit, Jen! That's one hell of a storm. We better head back to shore."
I put the boat on autopilot and ran down to the cockpit to help the others pull the lines and secure the outriggers. We stowed the equipment and then I went back up to the flying bridge with Brad.
"Brad, you better put the windows down and fasten them. It might get nasty on the way back."
Looking behind us, I could see the dark clouds on the horizon. I pointed the pending storm out to Brad and he nodded and went back to securing the clear plastic windows and enclosing the bridge.
I pushed the throttles forward and synched the engines for the run back to the marina. The boat rose up onto plane and began to move through the water as we tried to out run the storm.
About half way home, the seas began to rise and we found ourselves in five-foot waves. I kept adjusting the trim to make the ride as smooth as I could, but as the waves got bigger, the ride became rough.
We entered the marina as the rain started to fall and the winds came up. I had a little trouble docking the boat, but with Brad and Eddie's help we finally had her tied up.
Dad and Mr. Waters showed up and came aboard. We were in the salon, striping off our soaking wet clothing when they stepped in.
"Did you kids get in okay?" Dad asked.
"Yeah, we got back just as this storm hit, Dad," Eddie said.
Dressed in nothing more than a thong, I grabbed towels and tossed one to Eddie, Kathy and Brad. We dried ourselves and then Kathy and I went below to get tee shirts.
When we got back to the salon, Dad was on the cell phone, calling my mom and Mrs. Waters to let them know we were all okay.
That night, we went to the captains' meeting for the tournament. Nate saw us walk in and came over to say hi.
"Did you kids get caught out there today?" Nate asked.
"Yeah, but we got back just before the worst of it came through, Nate," Eddie said.
Nate had us gather around him and said, "Listen kids, stick to your program. You know where the fish are so go get them. Don't be tempted to follow the pack."
After giving us a few more pointers, Nate left and went over to where the other officials were seated.
The four of us found a table and took seats, facing the front of the room. A man stood up at the microphone and started the meeting.
As the meeting progressed, the man began calling out the names of the boats and captains, and then assigning them an observer. As luck would have it, we drew Nate and he had to pass because he knew Eddie and me. The man picked the next name on the list and said, "Rita, you'll be on Lady Guinevere tomorrow and Wednesday."
When Rita stood up, I waved at her and she came over to meet us.
"Hi, I'm Rita Downer," she said as she shook our hands and we introduced ourselves.
"Nice to meet you, Ms. Downer," Eddie said as he took her hand.
"Nice to meet all of you too," she said. "Please call me Rita. This it only the second time I've observed on a boat that had a female on it. Nate told me about you and your fishing ability. I'm looking forward to going out with you."
Rita was a stocky woman that looked a little older than our parents. She was a couple of inches shorter than me and had a dark tan. Rita's hair was short and looked like it was colored blonde.
We talked to her for about an hour as the meeting wound down. After receiving our information package, we helped ourselves to refreshments.
I spotted a group of men, that looked to be in their twenties, walking towards us. All four of the guys wore matching shirts with 'Hasty' embroidered over the pocket. They also had ball caps with the same name across the front.
"Hi, I'm Jeff Lamar, this is my brother Eric and these guys are Marcus Johns and Buzz Crawford."
"Eddie Shockley," my brother said, extending his had. "This is my sister Jenny and Brad and Kathy Waters. We have Lady Guinevere."
Jeff laughed and said, "We know who you guys are. You kicked our butts in Lauderdale."
"Sorry, I don't remember your boat," Eddie said. "That was our first tournament and we met so many people, it's hard to remember everyone."
"I know how that is, it took us quite a while to learn who's who. We just wanted to wish you guys good luck tomorrow."
"Thanks," I said. "Good luck to you too."
"Listen, there's a party at the marina clubhouse after the meeting if you want to come. It'll give you a chance to meet some of the other teams," Jeff said.
We all looked at one another and nodded. "Thanks, Jeff," Eddie said. "We'll stop by."
After the meeting, we ran back to the boat and changed into our tee shirts with the boat's name on them. I called my Dad, told him about the party and asked if we could go. He told me that he, and the rest of our parents, would meet us there.
When we got to the clubhouse, there were almost as many people as there were at the meeting. The four of us stood off to one side and watched for our parents. When Kathy spotted them, we made our way through the crowd and caught up to them.
All of us got cold drinks and we looked for Rita to introduce our parents. Brad saw her talking to Nate and we went over to where they were standing. I introduced our parents to Rita and we chatted for a few minutes. Jeff and his crew came over and we went through the introductions once again.
For the next two hours, Jeff and his crew took us around and had us meet some of the other teams. Our parents stayed with Nate and Rita, as we moved through the crowd. Most of the other teams were made up of older men; one team had a woman on it. When she met Kathy and me, she took us aside and told us to watch out for some of the other men. The woman said that a lot of the men that fished these tournaments did it to get away from their wives and they would try hitting on us.
"I kind of think we're a little young," Kathy said.
"Maybe, but be careful," the woman said. "If any of these guys give you any trouble, tell them you know Nate. If they don't stop, tell Nate and he'll take care of it for you."
We thanked the woman and found our brothers. They were still with Jeff and his friends, talking to another team.
At ten o'clock, we decided to go to the boat and to bed. We found Rita, arranged to meet her at the gas dock at five-thirty in the morning and then went to look for our parents to tell them goodnight.
The four of us talked non-stop all the way to the boat. Meeting all of the other teams was very exciting for me and, from the sounds of the conversation, to my brother, Brad and Kathy. After we changed for bed, we sat in the salon and discussed our strategy for the next morning. Even though it was late, we were all too excited to sleep.
It was close to eleven when we finally went to bed. I set an alarm for four in the morning and climbed into bed with Brad. We kissed for a few minutes and then snuggled together to go to sleep.
I woke up before the alarm sounded the next morning, woke up Brad and went to shower. After I was finished, I opened the door to my brother's and Kathy's room and woke them up.
"Don't forget to make the bed," I said. "We're having a guest today."
Kathy jumped up, pulled my brother out of bed and then headed for the shower. Brad was just coming out of the head as Kathy went in and I met him in the room we shared. After hugging and kissing for a few minutes, we made the bed and straightened the room before going to the galley and fixing breakfast.
While Brad and I made cereal and toast, Eddie and Kathy prepared the boat for the trip. They fired up the engines, disconnected the shore power and water.
After eating a quick breakfast, we went to the gas dock to top off our fuel and wait for Rita.
"Morning, kids," Rita said. "Permission to come aboard?"
"Good morning, Rita," I said. "Please come on board and make yourself at home. I have coffee in the galley if you'd like some."
"I would love a hot cup of coffee, Jenny."
"Come on in and I'll show you around and you can fix a cup. None of drink it so it might be better if you put what want in it."
I showed Rita around the cabin and she fixed herself a cup of coffee. We went back out to the cockpit and made ready to leave.
After we were underway, all of us went up to the flying bridge and watched Kathy take the boat out of the marina and into the ocean. Eddie called the port captain on the radio and told him we were out. Once we were out in open water, Kathy kicked up the speed and we headed out to our fishing grounds.
As we motored out, we saw some of the other boats. Most of them turned off near the area Nate told us there were sailfish, but we continued on. Brad noticed the water was dirty from the storm and wondered if it would affect the fishing.
Once we reached our first waypoint, we set up and started fishing. Eddie saw a few other boats on the radar, but we only spotted one of them. We fished hard all day, but didn't raise a fish.
Over the course of the day, we learned that Rita used to fish with her husband. We also found out that Rita's husband passed away a couple of years ago and she decided to become an observer rather than give up the friends she had made over the years.
When we got back to the marina, we tied up the boat and went to the tournament headquarters and checked in. After an hour, the man that was serving as port captain announced the standings.
Out of the thirty-four boats that were entered in the tournament, only fifteen of them caught fish. All of the successful boats caught sailfish and only one of the boats caught more than two fish.
When the meeting broke up, we talked to Rita about the next morning and went to find our parents. As we left the building, we found our moms and dads waiting at the back of the room. They were standing with Nate and watching to goings on.
"Didn't find them today, huh?" Nate said.
The four of us shook our heads no.
"Tomorrow is another day," Dad said. "Maybe you kids need to go after sailfish. The boats that fished for them seemed to do better."
I don't know if anyone else saw him, but I noticed the look on Nate's face. I could tell he wanted to say something, but I also knew couldn't because of his position as an official.
Our families left the meeting and went back to the boat. Mom and Mrs. Waters fixed a nice dinner and we ate together. After dinner, we went to watch the sunset. Eddie, Brad, Kathy and I walked behind our parents.
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One Last Day 1 Ann woke up from a deep sleep on his straw pallet, the sun shining through the crack in the hay barn door and into his eyes. He groaned, rolling over, then brightened and sat up, realising what day this was. It was the last day. Finally. Just one more day as Burt and he would be back in his rightful body. He would be the lady of the manor once again! It gave him such an overwhelming sense of relief to think that... as well as a moment of regret. Being Burt had...
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LADY VICTORIA - PART 2 - Her Ladyship Gets Her Just Reward Lady Victoria had been sent to Beddingfield Ladies College by her father Lord John for one reason only, to prepare her for marriage into high society. His phenomenal success had brought him huge wealth and his recent ascent into the House of Lords as a Baronet inspired new ambitions, which knew no bounds. His daughter would not only marry into high society but into Royalty itself and he had the money and the power to see it through. At...
SpankingIndefinite 1 Burt was relieved it was Sunday. It meant he didn't have to put in a full day's work. He got the morning off to attend church. He'd slept a lot better on his pallet in the hayloft and the aches he'd had from going back to hard labour after a fortnight of growing soft had all but gone. He actually felt fit and strong again and caught himself enjoying it before he reminded himself that he didn't like anything about being a man. He hated every element of it. He wore...
Chapter Twenty Nine A Chance of Escape 1 Ann opened her eyes. There was no sound in the warehouse in which she was being held. She lay still, listening, moving her gaze from upper right to upper left, trying to pick out the least scratch or murmur. But there wasn't any. She got to her feet silently from where she'd been sleeping on the cold floor. Her arms were bare, her dress shredded round the shoulders. She looked awful and the fact that these men had done this to her...
[email protected] Lady Sally Blackrook, Victorian Adventuress By Gincrack Lady Blackrook?en pointe!The Forests of the Carpathian Mountains Urging his horses on the coach driver steered the carriage through the darkness of the forest. There was still snow on the ground and the gibbous moon shone from a cold cloudless sky its reflected light helping the driver to find his way, he light from the carriage lanterns being pale and ineffectual. Behind the screens on the carriage windows sat a...
Lady Kavanagh sized up the situation in the way one might expect a well-educated woman to: she was not in control. What’s more, she was acutely aware of the fact! ?Fuck,? she muttered. ?Fuck, fuck, fuck.? ?Are you mumbling, ma’am?? Asked her youthful chauffeur, at least 15 years her junior. He was standing directly behind her and, although she could not see him, she was certain he looked menacing. ?No?. ?Good. You don’t look so posh with your fat ass stuck in the air,? remarked her driver. He...
Lady Penelope sat in the voluptuously comfortable and cradling arms of the headmistress’s chair and gazed at the screen of the computer. It showed a CCTV image of the corridor outside the room. There was a line of chairs, stiff upright and uncushioned, lined up against a wall. Two of the chairs were occupied by a pair of nervous looking schoolgirls.“These are the two you’ve selected for tonight?”“Yes, your ladyship. I have been training them for several weeks. I am sure they are ready.”“They’d...
"I Am Who I Am" 1 Lady Ann woke up feeling extremely grumpy. She'd just had what had to have been the worst night's sleep of her life. She'd staggered home pissed in the early hours of the morning, vomiting several times on the way home and then had to make her bed up when she got back to the hay barn above the stable. As a mere stable hand, Burt wasn't given proper lodging. Now she was living his life she literally had to roll out his thin straw mattress every night and put it...
Chapter Thirty Four Servant & Lady 1 Ann had a delicious breakfast in the hotel dining room, sitting quietly thoughtful with Richard. "Ann dear, you seem of dour disposition today," he said. "Are you alright?" She smiled quickly and falsely. "I'm fine, thank you darling. Just considering what it will be like to be home. So much... has changed since I was there last." "Indeed it has my dear. You're soon to be married to the most eligible bachelor in England. Your life...
An Unwelcome Change of Plan 1 "Burt" woke up at the crack of dawn and breathed a sigh of relief. It had been right swell to get away from his life as a prissy stuck-up lady but, despite some reservations, he'd more than had enough of being Burt and looked forward to becoming one of the quality again. He'd loved the carousing and the fights and he loved shagging that tart Mavis, but the plummeting drop in status had been horrible, knowing that everyone looked down on him; even the...
Lady Kavanagh sized up the situation in the way one might expect a well-educated woman to: she was not in control. What’s more, she was acutely aware of the fact! “Fuck,” she muttered. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” “Are you mumbling, ma’am?” Asked her youthful chauffeur, at least 15 years her junior. He was standing directly behind her and, although she could not see him, she was certain he looked menacing. “No”. “Good. You don’t look so posh with your fat ass stuck in the air,” remarked her driver. He...
SpankingThe Note 1 The next morning Ann was startled to wake from a deep and satisfied sleep at the crack of dawn. With no glass in the windows it was freezing and the dawn light shone right in her eyes through the open hayloft entrance. The straw mattress underneath her was little better than sleeping on a board; not like the silk sheets and thick mattress she was used to. It took her a moment to realise where she was. And who she was. Her head was fuzzy from the previous night's...
Mr. SingerI sat quietly at the office desk, gazing out of the large window at the snow-covered grounds of Wainwright Hall. The sloping acres were spotted with trees, now bare in the mid-winter chill. I had made Wainwright Hall my home for the past 12 years, but I still marveled at its beauty all year round. In the spring, the hills were covered in yellow and white wildflowers, and the trees were lush and green. Beyond the hills there was a small valley and a pond, a pleasant place in the warm...
[NOTE: Unfortunately this story was brought down by hasty editing, so in order that it's not left malformed, I have re-edited it. This was not just a proof-read, but there isn't anything new to those few who have already read it. Enjoy.] Lady Serpentine by Tegeli PART I - Refugee of Fire CHAPTER 1 The inland sea lapped against the galley hull, no louder than the man's last wheeze. I removed my dagger from the gushing chest and stood upright to make sure nobody had noticed the...
In the decade preceding the glorious victories of Henry V on the fields of France and long before he’d come of age, an ill-advised excursion to those same fields by his father Henry the IV resulted in unforeseen disaster and the capture of 5 English earls, eight hundred Knights and two thousand good esquires. As was the custom of the day: The Dauphin of France and his lieutenants, those who had captured without injury English warriors, held them in trade for English gold crowns. Repatriating...
I had been in South America for a bit making a few quid doing a bit of surveying like, but I got homesick and when I heard of this estate and mansion up for grabs at a knock down price I couldn’t resist. Time to put me feet up an enjoy some peace and quiet or so I thought. Trouble was I didn’t have time to become settled in me new place before the visitors started arriving. Just to make our acquaintance or so they said. They knew I were a widower and me lad were not wed. That was the...
The dinner started off tense, Lady Charlotte first meeting the men that were important in her daughter’s lives. Lord Michael had tried to explain them to Lady Charlotte, but she had a hard time grasping the reality that her young daughters were now women. This at a time when she was still trying to fathom and find the boundaries of her relationship with Lord Michael. Lady Charlotte scanned the men, starting with Lord Roger Bigod. His family was one of the richest and most powerful. Lord...
The events in this story are true. They happened over 10 years ago, but it’s still a very fond memory. “Lady Ariadne” and I remain friends, though not a couple. My girlfriend, Ariadne, and I practiced S + M with me usually in the dominant role. When I spanked her just right, she orgasmed, a tremendous turn on for both of us. On the occasions I was the submissive, I’ve always hoped to come while being spanked. Ariadne and I had the best sexual couplings either of us has ever experienced. At the...
You Have to do the Right Thing 1 Lady Ann Neville opened her eyes very quietly, without moving any part of her body, feeling the warmth and the comfort of this opulent bedroom; the silk sheets with a terrible poignancy. When she next went to sleep it would be on a rolled out straw mattress in a hayloft open to the elements, rats crawling through the shadows only yards away from her. And she wouldn't have this lovely soft slender body anymore that felt more comfortable and real...
Lady Sally Blackrook, Victorian Adventuress By Gincrack ([email protected]) Tormenting Technology! Lady Sally Blackrook looked down at the sabre tip pressing firmly against the front of her bodice. It had been a short fight and from the beginning she knew that her chances of killing or incapacitating the five armed men were low if not virtually non-existent despite her prowess with a blade. Still several of the men nursed wounds to their arms and faces, her own blade coloured with their...
The events in this story are true. They happened over 10 years ago, but it’s still a very fond memory. “Lady Ariadne” and I remain friends, though not a couple. My girlfriend, Ariadne, and I practiced S + M with me usually in the dominant role. When I spanked her just right, she orgasmed, a tremendous turn on for both of us. On the occasions I was the submissive, I’ve always hoped to come while being spanked. Ariadne and I had the best sexual couplings either of us has ever experienced. At the...
SpankingI found something more last time here in Da Nang, a male who was a female, or trying to be: Bo, who worked in the hotel I stayed at, and she gave me a taste of the future with another – perhaps better person – and indirectly introduced me to a new world, new lovers, my first glory-hole, and a new passionate lifestyle, and I was back for more…. I had left Da Nang last time after having been delayed by a tropical storm for an extra two days, but in those two days I had a whirlwind –or even...
Ever More Obsequious 1 The woman who would one day soon be the wife of Lord Richard Hurley, woke up early with a delicious smile on her face. She had a long hot bubble bath, loving the luxury of it then ate a tasty breakfast with her grandmamma out on the balcony, chatting excitedly about ideas for the wedding. Ann felt entirely happy; satisfied in a way she didn't remember ever feeling before, as though not only was life perfect for her now, but it always would be perfect...
Lady Kathryn?s Punishment Synopsis Found guilty of theft and lewd behaviour, Lady Kathryn is publicly whipped and demoted to servant status for a year whilst Margaret, her maid, is elevated to take her place. Lady Kathryn?s Punishment by obohobo Warnings Please take note! The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only. MF Whipping If you are underage or offended by such material, or if viewing this file is illegal in your locality, then leave, c...
To Be a Man 1 Burt delivered the second of two great metal cylinders filled with milk to the back of the hall and turned to go but stopped when he heard his name. "Burt! I want a word with you." He turned to see Powell, the butler, emerge from the kitchen doorway looking even more stern and unforgiving than he usually did. "Yes sir?" he said, remembering only belatedly a time when this man would have followed his orders to the letter, instead of now, where he was the...
Life of Luxury 1 When he woke up in his cramped little hotel room, Ann reached for his coat and slipped the little framed picture he'd found in the hay barn drawer out and looked at the image of his real face. His woman's face. Lady Ann. He just stared at it for a minute or so, eyes flicking from one detail to another. He didn't think about doing it; he just did it. The woman in the photograph looked so beautiful; her eyes so bright. Her skin looked so soft. Looking down at...
Original Story by Eric - Expanded Edition by Emma In which...wishing to avoid a dull visit to her grandmother, Lady Ann Neville takes drastic steps; giving her a holiday from herself and getting a little too much information on how the lower orders live. Chapter One Lady & Servant 1 England 1908. It seemed to Burt that his life was always spent with his face pressed against the glass. He worshipped Lady Ann Neville more than he did god in church, but...
Lady Heather's Maid. By Trish. This is the story of how I was seduced from a university course that bored me into a life of skirts and service to Heather Lane. I first heard of Heather when I was about thirteen. It was after school one evening and as usual my mum was picking me on her way home from work. I was on first glance a typical teenage boy in most respects, for instance I was not happy about being forced to sit in the back because mum was giving Edith, her best friend a...
Chapter Thirty Two The Trial 1 Burt sat once again on the floor of his cell, his knees up in front of him, his head in his hands. He'd hardly slept. How could he, knowing what was happening to him today and how hopeless it was? Lady Ann was on her way back, at long last, and she would be just in time to witness him being carted off to prison, sentenced to years' imprisonment as a common thief. When he'd heard she was returning it had opened a crack in the certain knowledge...
The story below is based on an old Yahoo-chat environment long-since shut down. It was known as Lady Ann's Brothel, and I learned how to role play, as well as enjoy cyber-sex there. I spent a few years in the place and made a great many friends, a couple of whom I still get to stay in touch with, thankfully, but in SecondLife, instead of other chat rooms. If anyone from Lady Ann's ever reads this, they'll understand the conclusion of this chapter.As with my other works, I have posted this to...
The old house was way out in the country and I lived the by myself and that’s the way I liked it. I turned off the dirt county road and into the wagon trail driveway. I wondered if the mail had come and when I looked at the mailbox I saw a something on the ground in front of the post, kinda hid in the weeds. I got out and leaned over to pull what ever it was out of there. It was a pile of dirty magazines. My dirty magazines. Some of my best and filthiest porno that I looked at...
Taking Instruction 1 The filthy stable hand who once, only recently, had been the beautiful Lady Ann Neville, came slowly awake to the stench of manure. He was lying curled up tightly on the floor of one of the stable pens, freezing cold and aching from a night on the hard floor, a great pile of freshly steaming horse dung only inches from his nose. He shuddered. Surely it wasn't possible that this was really happening; that he was still stuck in Burt Harper's body; that he'd...
Chapter Thirty One No Escape 1 Burt sat on the floor of his cell as morning came, slumped against the wall at an angle so that he wasn't putting pressure on his back where the Earl's whip had flayed his skin. One knee was raised, his arm propped on it, covering his eyes. He had cried in the night, feeling even more deeply ashamed because of it, but the tears had run out now. His eyes were red raw. His throat felt swollen. When he'd been locked in the stocks it had taken time...