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Madeleine Ch 04

December, 1915 Paris, France Madeleine looked resplendent in her dark green dress, with the bright red corsage I had pinned on her breast. She looked very much in keeping with the holiday, which was the idea, since we were entering the ballroom at the Ritz Hotel, the same one where we had spent our wedding night, for the American Embassy’s annual Christmas banquet. Because the United States was still neutral in the Great War that was raging not far away, we were not under the same moral...

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Madeleine Ch 03

June, 1915 Paris, France ‘A toast! A toast to Robert,’ cried Sergei Hoffmann, over the din of well-wishers. ‘Hear, hear!’ was the response from several corners of the room. We were gathered in the private room of a well-known Paris restaurant for the traditional bachelor’s night, and the good food and copious amounts of spirits in all varieties had made for a memorable evening. Stories – many of them bawdy – had been told and conversation had been brisk. These were my friends, the people I...

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Madeleine Ch 08

CHAPTER 8 Paris, France March, 1918 I had been on furlough from my duties as an attache from the U.S. Embassy to Gen. Pershing’s headquarters, and Madeleine and I had finally reconnected after months of forced celibacy after her miscarriage and subsequent emergency hysterectomy. I had finally come to realize how close she had come to dying that day. Only a quick transfusion of blood helped her survive the surgery that saved her life, but deprived her of the ability to have any more...

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Madeleine Ch 06

June, 1917 Paris, France It was on a warm late spring morning that I arrived in my office to be greeted with a summons to the ambassador’s office. When I arrived, I stopped short, for Mr. Stark had a visitor, someone I knew well, and for whom I had decidedly mixed feelings. Gen. John James Pershing was seated in a chair across from the ambassador’s desk, and he rose when I entered the office. ‘Sergeant Guidry,’ he said as he offered his hand in greeting, using the rank to which I had risen...

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Madeline in Oregon

Madeline in Oregon She hadn't seen her Aunt Margo in many years but she wasn't feeling guilty. Her family had made it clear. They did not agree with two women living together. The telephone call had to be dealt with immediately though. Margo was her mother's sister and had received the lion's share of the estate at the probate three years earlier. The call wasn't from her Aunt, rather from Margo's younger 'partner' Allen. Aunt Margo had been married but after nineteen years they had...

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Madeleine Ch 02

Paris, France February, 1915 It was cold, bitterly cold, as I turned up the collar of my overcoat and walked out of the embassy into the gathering gloom of the late afternoon. On impulse, I decided to turn down the little side street that was so familiar and visit Marcel’s again. I hadn’t been there since my return to France a few weeks earlier, and I found I missed it. So much had changed in Paris since those heady days of August, when the young Frenchmen had so eagerly sought out war. No...

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Madeleine Ch 05

September, 1916 Paris, France It was a Monday, when my life took a significant turn. I had completed my morning exercise at the embassy and had arrived in my office when I was summoned to Mr. Stark’s office for what was described as an urgent meeting. This in itself was not unusual, as I spent almost half my time in the ambassador’s company, discussing events, planning strategies or interpreting for him. But this time, I found him in the company of a high-ranking British general and the...

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Madeleine Ch 01

Author’s note: It has been nearly a year and a half since my last submission, and over these past few months of idleness, I’ve been searching for some idea, some story line that would challenge me, and get me excited about writing again. I have about a dozen stories that I’ve started, but never got fired up over, so they sit in a file somewhere and will likely never see the light of day. I kept coming back to this scenario, however, and each time I did, the more it intrigued me. With the...

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Madeline

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Madeline

How did I let myself get talked into this? Here I was playing my 12 string Framus guitar at a nursing home so that my best friend could make points with his newest intended conquest. Her mother was holding the sheet music for me and since she was holding it just below her bust I was having trouble concentrating. That was SOME bust and the cleavage left me gasping. Trying to play music I was not used to was bad enough without the added distraction my music stand was giving me. If the songs...

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Madeline Jones

It had been six months since I'd moved in next door to an amazing lady. She was in her early to mid sixties, had a vibrant warm personality, and immediately befriended me showing genuine concern after my divorce. Madeline and I became good friends. I very often stopped by after work to check on her, see how she was doing, and generally on the weekends, did a few odd jobs for her. Having Madeline as a friend, someone to talk to, made the days easier to deal with and not quite so lonely. She...

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MadeleineChapter 2

The next morning I awoke late for breakfast because it was not a school day. Usually, my Grandmother rings a bell, and I am punished if I am not dressed, washed, and ready for breakfast. This morning I heard many bells jingling downstairs as I awoke and washed up in the washbasin. My mother was on her hands and knees, scrubbing the floor. She had a very sheer nightshirt that was as translucent as my own. It really didn’t matter because while she was on her hands and knees, I could see her...

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Playing To Win Playing The Game IIChapter 7 Fireflowers and Screamers

Every year the town where we resided threw a big party for the Fourth of July. When the holiday fell on a weekend, like it did that year in 1981, the community put together enough events to fill the entire weekend. A traveling amusement park set up, the firehouses had water hose fights, there was live music and a food fest, and, of course, fireworks. Almost everybody in town attended something in the park by the lake over the weekend, and the place was always packed for the fireworks. That...

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Madeline

Blonde, blue-eyed, 4ft 11inches at 100 pounds, 34-21-35 and legs to die for. My wife? Hell no - my mother-in-law, and for the last year she has been doing her absolute best to fuck my brains out. And three years ago this same woman hated my guts because I was going to marry her daughter and she did not consider me good enough for her baby. Why the change of heart? Well, that's the story. It was a dismal day in October, one of those days when the weather can't make up its mind whether it...

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Madelines Introduction II

After Madeline's first lesson with me the week passed quickly, and I found myself thinking about her more and more. The whole event seemed odd in so many ways, like her rapid change from shy to extrovert and back again. Either way I was back again the following Monday and like last time her mum greeted me at the door. "Welcome back Alex, how was your weekend?" she greeted me. "Good thanks Mrs Walker, and you?" I replied. "Very good thanks, but please, call me Jasmine. Now Maddi is in her room...

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MadeleineChapter 4

The plan was amazingly simple. All I had to do was bring some wine to my grieving Grandmother, seduce her and get her drunk and then steal her keys and money. I packed a small bag that evening, but I did not tell Nannette what my intentions were. “I will give you fifty strokes of the cane before we leave tonight, Connasse! I do not want you to return to your insolent and cruel ways simply because we leave this house. I will still cane you regularly when we leave,” I informed my mother. I...

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MadeleineChapter 5

I soon learned that beatings were as common at Canard’s tavern as fucking. There was no routine or reason for them the way they had been when Fabienne was in charge of my mother. If business was slow, then Canard or his friends fucked the whores. If business was VERY slow and Canard became bored, then he beat them. Canard was usually drunk, horny, and bored when he initiated the beatings, and it was usually out of frustration with the women’s glances or condescending comments. He promised...

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MadeleineChapter 7

The storekeeper was not inclined to be generous and offer me additional books. He was willing to give us a ride in his wagon to Canard’s tavern after my mother’s little show degrading herself by sucking horse cock. My mother genuinely appeared contrite and humiliated by what she had done. It was the first time I had seen that look on her face it quite some time. It pleased me to know that even she could feel shame. We had been gone a long time, and Canard would probably be angry with us for...

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Almadelias night out

AlmaDelia. ====== Part I —— Im not sure what woke me the first time but when I heard the doorbell I figured that must have been it. Checking the clock I saw the dial flip to 3:03 am. I immediately figured some emergency must have taken place and threw on a bathrobe over my naked body. Checking out the windows on my way through the house to the front door I didnt see any signs of fire or Armageddon so I began to worry about my wife. A nursing supervisor, she was covering the night shift for a...

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AlmaDelias life

by the time my daughter Alma Delia was nine years old she was been molested by three men,including me,but let me back up a little,I started touching her when she was around six,sliding my fingers up and down her pussy slit,she was too small to suck me off but she did her best,and every time I make her swallow my cum,my wife started to suspect something was up when Almadelia begun complaining that her little pussy was sore,my wife check her out and found our daughter's pussy red and...

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Madelienes just deserts

Spinning to face him, she saw a tall muscular man in black pants, T-shirt and ball cap. Before she can react there is a pop from the device in his hand and her world explodes as the taser darts strike her in the ribs, delivering 10.00 volts. She collapses to the garage floor, twitching but unable to move a muscle on her own. The man quickly roles her over and cuffs her hands behind her back. Then he shoves a ball gag in her mouth and buckles it tightly. In less than two minute Madeliene is...

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Madelines Introduction

Her hair was dark, not quite black, and would have extend halfway down her back had it not been held up by a thick ponytail. But her eyes were the first thing I noticed, similar colour to her hair, deep and mysterious. I’m probably just over thinking things again, she seems like a perfectly normal girl, wouldn’t stand out in a crowd of other high-school girls her age. I had a call from her parents a few weeks ago asking if I could tutor their daughter Madeline, or Maddi as her friends and...

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MaudeMadeleine

My father, Josiah Clench, was a furniture maker. He died in the influenza epidemic of 1775. My mother and I had lived comfortably if not luxuriously and I had even been given some schooling, enough at least to write this chronicle. My parents had employed a cook and maid and we occupied a small house in Paddington Green, a small village just outside London. My mother was a seamstress and worked for a dressmaker, Mistress Carter, in Marylebone whose customers were some of the finest ladies in...

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Madelines Introduction II

After Madeline’s first lesson with me the week passed quickly, and I found myself thinking about her more and more. The whole event seemed odd in so many ways, like her rapid change from shy to extrovert and back again. Either way I was back again the following Monday and like last time her mum greeted me at the door. ‘Welcome back Alex, how was your weekend?’ she greeted me. ‘Good thanks Mrs Walker, and you?’ I replied. ‘Very good thanks, but please, call me Jasmine. Now Maddi is in her room...

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MadeTo Submit5

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MaudeMadeleine

My father, Josiah Clench, was a furniture maker. He died in the influenza epidemic of 1775. My mother and I had lived comfortably if not luxuriously and I had even been given some schooling, enough at least to write this chronicle. My parents had employed a cook and maid and we occupied a small house in Paddington Green, a small village just outside London. My mother was a seamstress and worked for a dressmaker, Mistress Carter, in Marylebone whose customers were some of the finest ladies in...

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Mademoiselles Closet

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RemaDevi was my KamaDevi

Here is my experienne with my maid servant aunty aged 50 yrs. I am a Software developer working in a software company at Trivandrum.When I was at the age of 25 my mother was sick ( pressure, Asthama etc. etc ).I alone have to take care of my mother since my brother was in Kuwait. So I planned to employ a old lady to take care my mother’s health and treatment.Finally I got one maid servant name RemaDevi aged 50.She had 3 daughters , 2 of them got married.All the expennses incured for the...

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The Scream

It started off as a normal day at Roosevelt High but it ended in one that would go down in history. No it wasn't a shooting or a terrorist take over, or anything of the sort. It was a scream. The scream heard around the campus. It started off as a normal day for Marcie Miller until she got to biology. She'd just sat down next to her best friend Angela when the bell rang and class started. That's when she learned that they would be dissecting frogs. Like many girls, Marcie groaned while...

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MadeleineChapter 3

Over the next month, my Mother’s humiliations and tortures became almost routine to the rest of the family and our neighbors. My father and I routinely beat her and had our cocks licked. I frequently paraded my mother around like a circus animal for guests. I also made her sit up and beg and act as the family dog quite often. Fabienne requested that I attach a leash to her collar and let her lift her leg and piss and shit in the yard. I milked her like a cow and made her squawk like a chicken...

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Remade and Reborn

Remade and Reborn by His Servant Chapter 1. Introduction Hi, my name is George. Well, it was George. No, I think it will always be George. Oh, that's right, you don't know me. I'll have to tell you a little bit about myself. It all began before I was born. You see mom and dad loved each other very much. They got married and did what, well you know, married people do. Oops, maybe that's a little too far back. I'll go ahead and fast forward a bit to a time about two or three...

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Madelines Introduction

Her hair was dark, not quite black, and would have extend halfway down her back had it not been held up by a thick ponytail. But her eyes were the first thing I noticed, similar colour to her hair, deep and mysterious. I'm probably just over thinking things again, she seems like a perfectly normal girl, wouldn't stand out in a crowd of other high-school girls her age. I had a call from her parents a few weeks ago asking if I could tutor their daughter Madeline, or Maddi as her friends and...

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Madelines College Years

After I bid my parents goodbye, I set off to find my room. The start of the fall season was hectic. The freshman class needed directions to almost everywhere. Luckily, I had gone through this mess only last week, and so had a head start on the class. I signed in to the west dorm and followed the throng to the 3rd floor, where my room was. When I opened the room, I saw two beds, one on either side of the room. At the foot of each bed was a desk. In between the beds were two standing wardrobe...

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I Dream of Demie 6 A Midsummer Nights Scream

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BSC10 Jared Reznik Becomes a DadChapter 9 The Scream

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Homemade Boudoir Photo SessionWife and Her Sister

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The Witchs Scream

Salem, Massachusetts, 1692.The frosty air of an October night glows in fiery red. A baying bloodthirsty crowd gathers to the town jailhouse. Their pitchforks and torches raised in their white-knuckled hands. Their faces twist and contort in snarling fury. They hunger for death.The structure of the gallows stand in the middle of the courtyard like a withered scarecrow, hauntingly guarding the realm between life and death. The executioner, face covered in his dark hood, is checking the knotted...

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A Cellar Full of Screams

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Remember To Scream

Roland Bell concluded that Las Vegas had advantages as a place for 850 neurologists to discuss pain, advantages beyond having more hotel rooms than any other city in America. For those devoting their careers to investigating pain and confronting its harrowing extremes, chronic urgency was an occupational hazard. By its nature, however, urgency could not be permanent, it was by definition an acceleration of life’s norm. Still, raked by the cries, moans, screams—and the shattering pleas for...

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Madeleine

She had forgotten how long she had been sitting there, staring blankly out into the darkness, a half smoked cigarette dangled in tapered fingers. Fingertip flicked the smoldering cigarette, ash drifted downward in a powerless spiral, and a purse of thin scarlet stained lips drew on its end, flaring the ember’s burn at its tip for a moment, before it returned to its weak and faded glow. Dark strands of pitch hung limply against her face, oily tendrils clinging to her brow. Hollowed cheeks,...

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MadeleineChapter 6

After I told my story about Fabienne and my mother, the others seemed to respect me a little more than they had before. They accepted what I said was true and not a fabrication. The tale of Fabienne beating my mother into submission had sounded almost unreal to me when I heard myself tell it to them for the first time. Yet, they all nodded and agreed that it was not only plausible but a very likely outcome for such an unruly wife. I had never seen or heard my Father mention whipping my...

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The Hitchhiker Chapter 13 I Scream You Scream

Jessica said, “So Tony, do you get high?” “Does the pope shit in the woods?” I joked and they all had a good laugh at that one. “You know that in the 70’s I could get a pound of weed for forty bucks. I think that’s why hippies were so mellow.” They chuckled as Jessica grabbed her stash and I asked, “May I?” “Be my guest stud,” she replied. I looked over her pot and said, “Not bad but I think mine would have done better.” She said, “Too bad you didn’t bring it, I would have loved to try...

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The Scream

It was a perfectly ordinary night. I’d finished work and fought the rush-hour traffic home. I slipped out of my shoes, poured a glass of wine and was settling into the evening news when the phone rang. Sally, my daughter was on the other end. “Hey Dad, what are you up to?” she asked. I relayed my plans to cook up a big steak dinner and open a nice red. “Cool! Can I come round?” she asked enthusiastically. “I have plenty to share,” I said looking forward to some company. Sally was 25 and going...

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A Halloween Scream

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The Falling Oak Learning How to Die Chapter 7 I Want To Scream

I WANT TO SCREAM! My wife was working in the garage today. She came into our bedroom where I do my work from during one of her breaks. She wants me to get rid of most of my books because I’m not smart enough to understand them anymore. Not my fiction collection, but my hard and soft sciences and language, theology books. I couldn’t even argue the point. I told her I was going to keep some for sentimental reasons. It made me cry. I had to get off the phones for a few minutes. I had built so...

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Dominate Me Spank Me Then Make Me Scream

Everything is just a little fuzzy as I gently start to open my eyes. I turn to look ahead at myself in the mirror and I catch a glimpse of you staring at me. You gather my hair and hold it piled on top of my head. My throat and neck are covered in a ring of bruises. A reminder of only a few hours ago when you fucked me so hard, so very hard and so down deep inside that there was a moment I didn't think I could let you go. You kiss my tender neck carefully, as you look at my reflection. Our...

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Homemade Love

Homemade Love By Mellissa Lynn My wife, Katie, had known about my transvestite tendencies for some time, and had been fully willing to incorporate them into her own fantasies. We've played out hundreds of scenarios using our imaginations and wardrobes. We've went shopping, to clubs, out for weekend jaunts, and to social events for others like me. Every Halloween we fully swap roles; she becomes a man for the day and I become a woman. Our sex life had been outstanding...

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Law of the BloodChapter 14 Immortal Screams

Athea and Denyssa opened the door to their quarters, but two amazons stopped them before they could go any further. “Stop, you are not allowed to leave the quarters, Matassaja.” One of them said. “I am not? Assanka just told me I am no prisoner. Was that a lie?” The amazon in front of her faltered under Athea’s intense gaze. “I’m not sure, we got our order from Hassika.” Pearls of sweat were forming on the amazon’s brow. “Hassika, I see. I just wanted to visit my brother. I happen to know...

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Kelly Girl Chapter 18 Ballet with Screaming

Copyright 1999, 2002, 2003 by Wanda Cunningham. There is no actual sex or transformation in this chapter, but I guess it should be rated R for context. So, nobody under 18 should read this, or whatever is the appropriate age in their community. This story deals with transgenderism in children and may be uncomfortable for some readers. Kelly Girl Chapter 18 "Ballet--with Screaming" By Wanda Cunningham "We're going to have to hurry, shweetie," Andie told Kelly. "We have to get to...

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Emancipation 04 Screamer

Day 1 part 4 Before Sue hit bottom, I spread my four soggy fingers and invited everyone to taste them. Lois's face was pressed to mine, and Sue's to Joe's as we drank and slurped Sue's scrumptious fluids. We all mmmmd and moaned as we feasted. Lois was actively working her finger, and mine, causing our tongues to entangle deliciously. We saw Sue smear her juice from my other hand on Joe's mouth and he did the same to her. In a second, their mouths were locked together yet allowed us to...

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PyxChapter 3 The Screamer

The Flames was next door to the entrance to the Arms. It was the second restaurant by one of the hottest young chefs in America. His first one was in Dallas. This one was his take on the great American steakhouse. It had been lauded as revelation. As with every other property on the block, it was owned by me. That gave me privileges that no one else had; such as getting into the city's hottest restaurant, any time, with no reservation. As we went down the elevator, I gave my arm to both...

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Listening to Anas muffled screams

Saturday late afternoon my wife’s cell phone rang.It was close to me, as I was watching some movies. I picked it up and saw it was “Tammy from the gym”. Ana rushed and she took the device from my hand. She walked into the kitchen to talk.I did not know any Tammy, so I guessed it would be one of her black studs.Anita talked for about five minutes and she then came back into the living room. She swayed her nice hips upstairs, announcing she was going to take a shower. My sweet wife warned me not...