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Camilla opened the front door and saw Mrs. Wilson standing there with a stern look on her face. Just behind Mrs. Wilson stood Lucy, who was blushing.
Camilla was eighteen-years-old and had light brown hair that flowed past her shoulders, was slim and fit-looking and was wearing a pink vest top and a white very short mini-skirt, with bare legs.
Mrs. Wilson was one of her mum’s friends and was forty-four-years-old. She had dark brown hair that sat on her shoulders and was wearing a sleeveless floral dress and also had bare legs as it was very hot.
Lucy was also eighteen-years-old and had long dark brown hair and was wearing a white vest top and white cotton shorts and, like the others, had bare legs.
Camilla was expecting both Mrs. Wilson and Lucy and blushed as Mrs. Wilson was here to deal with her, which was to give her a bare bottom spanking. She also knew Lucy, who she went to sixth form college and was the daughter of Mrs. Wilson’s neighbour. Mrs. Wilson was Lucy’s chummy mummy girlfriend and was here to watch the spanking.
“Please do come in, and go through to the living room. Ella is there,” Camilla said respectfully, feeling the need to be obedient.
Mrs. Wilson and Lucy walked passed Camilla and into the living room. They said hello to Ella, who had been a classmate of Camilla and Lucy, and was Camilla’s girlfriend. Ella was wearing a short-sleeved pink top with white circles, and a white skirt. She too had bare legs.
After the brief formalities, Mrs. Wilson went through to the dining area and put her handbag on the table. She saw one chair had already been turned in to the room, and there was a heavy wooden-backed paddle hairbrush on the seat.
Mrs. Wilson sat on the chair and crossed her arms and legs, as both Lucy and Ella stood to one side. Mrs. Wilson pointed to the floor in front of her and waited for Camilla to stand on the exact spot. Once there, Mrs. Wilson said in a stern voice, “Right, Camilla. I am here to give you your spanking. It will be long and hard and I expect you to be crying uncontrollably. Lucy is here to watch, as is Ella, and I expect them both to just watch and learn and not interfere.”
Camilla winced at the statement but knew she had asked Mrs. Wilson to spank her. Mrs. Wilson had come over for dinner yesterday but Camilla’s mum got caught at work and had to stay late. After a couple of glasses of wine, Mrs. Wilson raised the subject of spanking as a means of discipline but also its place in a loving relationship, and Camilla confided in her her desire to be spanked. Mrs. Wilson initially told Camilla to get her mum to spank her, but Camilla said, “ I really don’t want my mum to spank me, but would love my lover to.” After a moment she added, “However, Ella said she would feel awkward making me cry even though I told her I thought it would make our relationship stronger.”
Mrs. Wilson then confided that she wanted her girlfriend, Lucy, to accept her discipline because she also thought it would be good for them both.
The discussion continued with Camilla admitting she had never been spanked, and Mrs. Wilson admitted she had never spanked a girlfriend. Together they then hatched the plan. Mrs. Wilson agreed to spank Camilla with both Ella and Lucy watching and, hopefully, both would see how erotic it was. Mrs. Wilson did point out, “You do understand that the spanking must be very hard and very long and so very painful for you?”
Camilla blushed as she replied, “Oh, yes, Mrs. Wilson, I do.”
With that, it was agreed that the following day, today, Mrs. Wilson would give Camilla the spanking she wanted. Coincidently, it was Camilla’s eighteenth birthday.
Camilla was swallowing hard at the realisation her spanking was just moments away and that Ella was here to watch. Camilla had told her she was going to be spanked and wanted Ella to watch. Camilla really didn’t understand why, but she had a fantasy about being spanked and wanted Ella to spank her whenever they made out together. Ella didn’t understand why Camilla wanted to be spanked as she thought that it must hurt rather than arouse but agreed to watch Mrs. Wilson spank her just to see if it got either of them aroused.
Lucy was there for a different reason as Mrs. Wilson wanted to show her that being eighteen-years-old did not mean you were too old to be spanked. Mrs. Wilson and Lucy had discussed how it was very common for chummy mummies to have the maternal authority to spank their younger girlfriends and, whilst Lucy was almost convinced, Mrs. Wilson felt that watching her spank Camilla would show Lucy the benefits of such a regime for them. So, Mrs. Wilson had the ulterior motive for spanking Camilla.
The time of the spanking had been chosen for when Camilla’s mum was at work. Whilst Camilla felt she would benefit from being subject to a strict discipline regime that would mean she was spanked on a regular basis, she didn’t want to be disciplined by her own mum but wanted Ella to have that authority over her. So, Mrs. Wilson spanking her made sense, and she just had to remind herself to keep her reddened bottom covered so that her mum didn’t find out.
So, Mrs. Wilson spanking Camilla was opportune for both of them to show their girlfriends the benefits of having a spanking regime. It was agreed that Mrs. Wilson would keep it a secret from Camilla’s mum, and Lucy and Ella had also agreed to keep it a secret just between the four of them.
Mrs. Wilson decided to start the proceedings, glared at Camilla, and ordered, “Now get undressed, girl.”
Camilla gasped at the instruction although had always known that Mrs. Wilson was going to tell her to be naked which she was always going to find humiliating in front of Lucy. Of course, they had seen each other's naked bodies in the showers at college, but that was several months ago now. Having Ella there wasn’t a problem as they made out together all of the time and knew every inch of each other's bodies.
Knowing she had to get undressed, Camilla crossed her arms in front of her and pulled her vest top up and over her head, folded it and put it on another chair. She then put her arms behind her back, unclipped her bra, let the straps slide down her arms, caught it, and put the bra on top of her vest top. She stood back up straight, knowing her full breasts were on show for the others to look at, but again knew that Ella and Lucy had seen them before, and Mrs. Wilson will have seen lots of half-naked women in her time. Camilla then unzipped her skirt and pushed it downwards, catching her knickers on the way, stepped out of them both, and put them both neatly with her other clothes. She stood up straight again and forced herself to put her hands to her side and not try to cover her naked breasts or hair mound although knew she was blushing with the embarrassment she felt. Still, she did find being embarrassed somehow made her increasing aroused as well.
Mrs. Wilson waited a few moments, knowing Camilla was bound to be feeling embarrassed by being naked when the rest of them were fully clothed, and then pointed to her thighs and ordered, “Get across my lap, girl.”
This was it, Camilla told herself. She had never been spanked before and so didn’t know how much it would actually hurt as she hadn’t even ever watched anyone else being spanked. Camilla sniffed and blushed as she eased herself down and across Mrs. Wilson’s lap. Camilla saw that Mrs. Wilson’s dress covered most of her thighs, but as her head dropped towards the floor she saw Mrs. Wilson’s bare legs and, to one side, two pairs of bare legs that belonged to Ella and Lucy. It was so humiliating, she told herself, as she put her hands on the floor to stop her fall, and as she lowered her full weight across Mrs. Wilson’s lap she saw her own legs dangling under the far side of the chair, and gasped as she felt Mrs. Wilson’s palm rubbing her bottom in circles. As she settled down, though, the sight of all those upside down bare legs and the feel of Mrs. Wilson’s hand all made her aroused as well as humiliated and she even felt flutters deep inside her vagina.
Mrs. Wilson kept a stern look on her face as Camilla lowered herself across her lap, and kept the stern look as she glanced up at Lucy and Ella, as though reminding them who was in charge. She smiled to herself as both girls looked anxious as they stared, open-eyed, at Camilla’s bare bottom cheeks perched on her lap.
Mrs. Wilson continued to rub Camilla’s bare bottom as she scolded her. “Well, young lady, I hope this will teach you a good lesson.”
Camilla looked at the backs of Mrs. Wilson’s upside down legs and replied, “Yes, Mrs. Wilson.” It was role play, after all, and Camilla wanted to play the naughty girl who needed to be spanked.
Mrs. Wilson smiled at the back of Camilla’s head and added, “Just to be clear, girl, if you are naughty in future you will be spanked again. Is that understood?” Mrs. Wilson looked pointedly at Ella when she made the comment.
Camilla nodded her head still looking at the floor, and replied sounding contrite, “Yes, Mrs. Wilson. I do understand, and I am very sorry.”
Mrs. Wilson said sternly, “Sorry is for after your spanking, not before,” and to reinforce the comment raised her hand and brought her open palm down hard on Camilla’s far bare bottom cheek, and again on her near bottom cheek. She was happy with the gasps she heard from Camilla as each spank landed.
Camilla grimaced after the first two spanks she had ever received and again thought how humiliating it was to be bent across Mrs. Wilson’s lap knowing she was going to be given a long and hard spanking and hadn’t thought about much else since Mrs. Wilson agreed to spank her. There was now the growing feeling of concern at the pain, but she hoped it wouldn’t be as bad as she feared. She glanced sideways again and was happy that Ella was with her to soothe her burning bottom afterwards and to cuddle her. That was a bonus, she told herself. Then, the third spank landed, and the fourth, and Camilla stopped thinking about why she was being spanked or what Ella would do afterwards, and focused on the continuing spanks.
Mrs. Wilson kept her stern look but was very happy to be able to spank Camilla. She had wanted to spank a girl her age for several years but, until now, had never had a girlfriend who had even come close to agreeing to be spanked, and so never had anyone she could spank and her fantasy went unfulfilled. Now, the opportunity to spank Camilla was fortuitous as she would get to experience giving a spanking and, possibly, it would convince Lucy to be spanked.
Mrs. Wilson had suggested to Lucy after just a few dates she give her a good spanking for answering her back and that, although painful, she would be turned on by the pain. Mrs. Wilson knew that Lucy had wanted to go out with her, and whilst she didn’t readily agree to being spanked by her, she didn’t say a definite no either, so having her watch might be a turning point for them both, she hoped.
Mrs. Wilson focussed on Camilla’s quickly reddening bottom and continued to spank her on alternate bottom cheeks. She loved how Camilla’s bottom gave way to her open palm and then bounced back, cascading around as the other bottom cheek was spanked, and then surrendered itself to the next spank, and, all the time, Camilla was gasping after each spank. Mrs. Wilson happily spanked each bottom cheek time and again, loving the feel of her soft skin. Having Camilla naked was intended to increase her humiliation, but was also for Lucy’s benefit as she would see how Camilla’s naked body reacted to the spanking, including her swaying breasts and squirming bottom, both of which were sexy to watch.
Ella was swallowing hard as she also studied Camilla’s reactions to the spanking. Clearly, each spank hurt as evidenced by her increasingly loud gasps and the way she clenched her hands and tensed her legs, but it was sexy to watch as well and she so wanted to take her breasts in her hands and caress kiss and suck them and knew that she would be doing that afterwards.
Lucy was biting her lip as she too watched Camilla’s bare bottom cheeks being spanked and knew Valerie wanted to spank her as well, as foreplay to making love. Well, she certainly fancied Valerie and smiled as Camilla referred to her as Mrs. Wilson. Lucy had always had a thing about older women Valerie’s age and she found having a chummy mummy sexier than going out with girls her own age. She always reckoned they would mother her, which Valerie was clearly happy to do, but she wondered whether letting her spank her was just a bit too maternal. However, as she kept on watching Valerie land spank after spank she felt herself being turned on by the spanking and wondered if she would be as turned-on if it was her across Valerie’s lap.
Camilla struggled with the increasing pain as she looked at Mrs. Wilson’s legs and saw how her leg muscles tensed as she kept on spanking her. It was quite a sight, as she could sense the strength Mrs. Wilson was using to spank her, whilst at the same time she saw the two pairs of bare legs standing close-by and that both girls would have an unrestricted view of each very hard spank. She also glanced under the chair and saw her own legs tense as her bottom stung, which, again, the two girls would see. So, all in all, it wasn’t just painful, but humiliating as well to be spanked at her age in front of others, but it was necessary if she was going to get Ella to spank her. Mind you, she did question her desire to be spanked as she felt the intensity of the spanking increase as Mrs. Wilson landed several spanks in a row on the same bottom cheek and saw her own legs kicking more than before.
Mrs. Wilson knew to spank each bottom cheek time and again to increase the stinging pain that Camilla would feel. She also knew that Camilla would be finding the spanking increasingly painful, but that wasn’t her problem, but just Camilla’s. Mrs. Wilson, though, was enjoying having the eighteen-year-old across her lap and realised that she was actually feeling flutters flying around her vagina, just as she did when she started to masturbate and hoped that erotic feeling would intensify as the spanking continued.
Ella realised that her feelings were changing as she watched the spanking. Yes, Camilla was hurting, but then a spanking was always going to hurt. Ella, though, felt her nipples getting taut as she watched Camilla’s beautiful bottom cheeks turned darker and darker shades of red. She didn’t really understand why, but knew she was getting more and more turned as she watched the spanking, and wondered if she would be as turned on if it was her giving Camilla the spanking?
Lucy found herself rubbing her own bottom as she watched the spanking, and was still wondering how she would feel if it was her across Valerie’s lap. She had never been spanked herself but had discussed that very subject with Valerie who said it would be fun for both of them, and part of a chummy mummy relationship. Lucy hadn’t been at all sure about that, and wondered what Camilla was thinking just then as her bottom started to glow red and as she let out louder and louder sobs?
Camilla struggled even more when Mrs. Wilson spanked the backs of her legs and her kicking and leg tensing and hand clutching all intensified, whilst her gasps and cries got louder. She couldn’t see the backs of Mrs. Wilson’s legs anymore, nor her own, as her eyes filled with tears and she was sure tears were dribbling down her face. The spanking was also hurting much more than she had expected, but she had to stay across Mrs. Wilson’s lap and just take it, she told herself.
Mrs. Wilson saw the look of concern on Lucy’s face but knew she had to give a proper spanking so she knew what to expect if she agreed to be subject to her maternal discipline. Mrs. Wilson saw that Ella wasn’t as concerned, and had more a look of wonderment on her face, as though surprised that Camilla was staying across her lap even though she was clearly struggling. Even so, Mrs. Wilson decided that whilst the hand spanking had hurt, she still had the hairbrush to use on Camilla’s very red and, no doubt, stinging bottom.
Camilla cried out although the sounds were unintelligible, as she felt two light taps with what she knew was the hairbrush and heard Mrs. Wilson say, “Twenty on each bottom cheek, girl.”
Mrs. Wilson saw Lucy grimace whilst Ella just looked towards Camilla’s head, but neither said anything as the hairbrush was raised and then brought down making a thwacking sound as the wooden paddle landed on Camilla’s waiting bottom cheek causing it to flatten before cascading around, just like when spanked by Mrs. Wilson’s hand, except with more emphasis.
Camilla cried out and tensed her legs and grabbed hold of both legs of the chair to force herself to stay in position and not even to try to cover her bottom. The pain was horrible and almost unbearable, and as each spank landed with that horrid horrible painful hairbrush so she told herself the spanking was far more painful than she had ever imagined and was even happier that Ella was there to help her recover afterwards.
Mrs. Wilson saw Camilla’s bottom showing signs of bruising but didn’t let up. As the flutters rushing around her vagina increased, so she kept on telling herself that, as worried as Lucy would be, she hoped that when it came to being spanked she would find it sexually arousing. After all, Lucy had admitted to her that although she had never been spanked she had masturbated several times picturing herself being spanked, and had wondered if it was as sexually arousing as she had fantasised. Mrs. Wilson had assured her that it was and so hoped that watching Camilla’s reaction would help her. After all, even though Camilla was obviously struggling, the important point was that she was staying across her lap and not trying to force herself up.
Mrs. Wilson thought these thoughts but kept count of the spanks and as she heard Camilla crying uncontrollably still knew the last few spanks needed to be the hardest of them all, and made sure of that.
Ella and Lucy both covered their mouths with their hands as they watched in awe at Mrs. Wilson’s enthusiasm when spanking, and Camilla’s strength to stay across her lap even as she cried out so loudly with those final few spanks. They both felt for Camilla as she struggled to cope with the spanking, although from different directions.
Lucy was now seriously wondering how she would feel if across Valerie’s lap, and that, maybe, she should start to think of her as Mrs. Wilson, or mum?
Ella loved the way Mrs. Wilson looked so focussed as she spanked and wondered whether she was turned on by causing the pain. She also wondered, though, whether Camilla hated Mrs. Wilson for spanking her so hard, and that was a question she would ask when she was next alone with Camilla. After all, maybe she would have to take over Mrs. Wilson’s role as Camilla’s disciplinarian in future, but it would worry her if Camilla hated her whenever she spanked her.
Camilla was thinking about the stinging pain engulfing her bottom and legs, and the tears flowing down her face, and the total humiliation of being spanked at her age in front of two other girls. It was just so awful, she told herself, and wondered how she could have wanted to be spanked.
Mrs. Wilson gave Camilla the last spank on each bottom cheek and then put the hairbrush down on the dining table and rubbed Camilla’s bottom and felt how warm the blue bruises were. She felt so turned on by having given the spanking and knew inflicting pain was something she had to do again. She would let Camilla recover before asking her how she felt, but glanced up at Lucy and wondered how she felt about submitting to her chummy mummy’s authority, as they had discussed already.
Camilla felt Mrs. Wilson’s hand rubbing and gently squeezing her stinging bottom cheeks and after just a few rubs she felt herself recover and think that the stinging was changing from outright pain to something more akin to the way she felt as Ella thrust her fingers in to her vagina and brought her to an orgasm, and the more rubs Mrs. Wilson gave her the more she felt herself getting aroused. She knew the pain was worthwhile, now, and was suddenly so thankful that Mrs. Wilson gave her such a hard spanking, and wanted more than ever for Ella to spank her before they made out.
Mrs. Wilson heard Camilla’s erotic groans and knew she had to stop rubbing her bottom as it was agreed that Camilla’s orgasm needed to be given to her by Ella. Mrs. Wilson also knew she had to think more about Lucy. She reminded herself that Camilla had confided in her her fantasy of being spanked and asked her to spank her in front of Ella, with the aim of Ella spanking her in future. Mrs. Wilson admitted her fantasy of having a girlfriend who she could spank as foreplay to making love, and so readily agreed so long as Lucy could watch. In that way, both Camilla and Mrs. Wilson were living out their long-held fantasies whilst at the same time showing their lovers what they both enjoyed and wanted to experience with them. So, Mrs. Wilson ordered, “Get up, Camilla. I have finished your spanking.”
Lucy watched Camilla ease herself up and saw that the uncontrolled crying had already stopped and she was even smiling as she looked at Ella. It surprised Lucy and made her wonder whether what she had read was true, which was that a submissive hates her dom when being spanked, but once the spanking was over the hate turned to love and the desire to make love. Could Camilla be thinking that, she wondered?
When Ella first saw how Camilla struggled with the pain and cried out she reckoned that she couldn’t be the cause of all that pain to her girlfriend. However, now she saw Camilla smiling as she rubbed her bottom and stepped from foot to foot, and, even with her tear-stained face, she wondered if the pain was just the foreplay Camilla wanted to get aroused before making love. It now certainly looked possible, she admitted.
Camilla couldn’t stop rubbing her bottom as she took wide steps which she knew showed her stretched pussy lips, but she focussed on Ella and edged across the room to her. As she got there she was so happy when Ella put her arms around her waist and pulled her close, kissing her neck and cheek and lips, and put a hand on Camilla’s burning bottom cheeks. As she heard Camilla sigh erotically she squeezed and rubbed her bottom, and asked, “How does it feel, Camilla?”
Camilla said with smiling eyes, “The spanking hurt like I have never hurt before and I hated Mrs. Wilson for spanking me so hard, but at the same time I loved her every time she spanked me so hard because I knew the harder the spanking the more turned on I was getting. Now, I just want to go to bed with you and make out.”
Ella smiled at Camilla and knew then that she would give her what she wanted. “Well, let’s go, but you need to know that next time it will be me spanking you just as hard and for just as long.”
Camilla smiled and leaned forward and kissed Ella on the lips, and was so happy to know Ella would spank her, even as her bottom still stung and she knew she would have to lie on her side when making out with Ella.
Lucy listened to the exchange between Camilla and Ella and even as she looked closely at Camilla’s bruised bottom cheeks she could also see how the pain Camilla had struggled with just a short while ago had quickly turned to feelings of love towards Ella as well as Valerie. Lucy reckoned that what she had read was, indeed, true, and pain turning to pleasure was a reality. She looked at Valerie with desire and went over to her and, blushing as she smirked, said, “I think I need a spanking as well, Mrs. Wilson.”
Mrs. Wilson gave Lucy a stern glare for a few moments before saying, “Then let’s get back home and deal with you just as I have dealt with Camilla, so just as long and just as hard.”
Lucy looked deeply into Mrs. Wilson’s eyes and nodded, saying, “Yes, Mrs. Wilson.”
Mrs. Wilson ordered, “Give me your knickers now as you won’t need them for quite a while. It will remind you as we walk home of what is going to happen.”
Lucy slipped her knickers off and felt sexy without them, and gave Mrs. Wilson a loving look. She knew she would be crying soon enough, but if she got turned on like Camilla did then it would be worth it.
Upstairs Camilla and Ella were on the bed, both naked, and both kissing the others taut nipples and wet pussy lips.
Mrs. Wilson and Lucy got back to Mrs. Wilson’s house and Lucy was undressed and in tears as she was given her spanking. Whilst she cried uncontrollably she found that she was turned on and ready to make love. Indeed, she loved chummy mummy more after the spanking than she had done this morning, and was ready to accept her maternal discipline regime.
So, two very different couples now looked forward to using spanking to spice up their love for each other and wondered how come it had taken the ruse to get there. Still, they were there now and both couples were looking forward to many more spankings, and much lovemaking, together.
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After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...
Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...
kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestThelma was 22 and like all of the young women at that time was still living at home with me and our parents in rural Kent; even though she had a good job in local Department Store. I was 15 and had just left school. The summer of 1965 was particularly fine so it wasn’t uncommon for me to sit around our secluded garden reading a Detective novel when my parents were at work. The difference today was that Thelma was on the first day of her annual holidays and had joined me wearing a very...
Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...
Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...
Ethel's Pa was telling a story. "A man comes into the garage wanting a new horn for his Dodge. The old bulb was torn. Well, we have horns; but they don't fit his brackets..." "What did he want with a horn?" Ma asked. "Dodge cars don't need them. They have 'Dodge, Brothers' written clearly on the front." "Oh, Nellie," Pa said, but -- at least -- he dropped the story. Ethel couldn't decide which was worse, Ma's jokes or Pa's stories. Pa was fascinated by anything mechanical,...
Damn Katherine and her classy fashion sense... Once again my Mother-in-law had a new skirt suit which would work for brunch, mother-of-the-bride or some other fancy occasion, it was simply lovely. Tonight was one of those other occasions. The suit was perfect for the work awards dinner that my wife Veronica has dragged me too. Katherine, on the other hand, who was looking just so, was all too happy to attend. Katherine's suit is simply irresistible to me. The color, the style,...
Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...
Fantasy & Sci-Fifrom my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me – I will be punished for it sooner or later. But oh, should any ladies read this, perhaps you, at least, will understand what provocation I had endured and grant me some...
When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...
“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...
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The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...
Hope you like Esther's latest installment! ESTHER FOUR By TamarainRubber I obediently followed Esther down the long narrow hallway that led into an enormous room filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, soft whispers and a bevy of leather-clad women and men dolled up as maids, rubber babies, and crossdressing sluts like me. Strangely enough (and very much to my pleasure), there was little if any evidence of the S&M parties I had only read about, but never...
The front door opened and again Frank came in, a little less dramatically than the day before but no less intimidating to me as I felt timid and weak dressed in my mother-in-laws things. Frank was half expecting me to be dressed as my normal slouchy male self, ready to put a stop to all this, but he was happy when he saw I didn't have the fortitude to do that. He actually smiled at me, "There's my little wife. That dress looks nice on you." I smiled back not knowing what to do, it...
Caroline dumped her books so loudly on the table that it caused Mike to look up momentarily from his laptop.“Hi, Caroline, I take it the tutorial didn’t go so well?”Caroline slumped onto the chair opposite him.“The pompous bitch basically told me to start again.”“Look I know nothing about art, I don’t even know what I like, but I do know that you know your stuff. Why don’t I get you a drink and we can talk about something else.”As Mike placed the two pints of beer down on the table, Caroline...
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When Esther had woken up the next morning laying next to Romeo, she almost freaked out, but the all of the memories from the night before flooded into her brain."Oh god." She sat up and looked at Romeo's sleeping figure next to her, his teal hair was tossed about the pillow, and he chest heaved up and down, Damn he is so hot, she thought, I acted kind of crazy last night, her face burned, ugh, what the fuck was wrong with her these days? She felt Romeo's body shift a little and her heart sped...
Esther II By TamarainRubber I had found the woman I had been dreaming about, hoping she would be my lover for years to come. Esther was the first real lady I had encountered who actually seemed to be honest about wanting to share my passions. I prayed that I would not be disappointed. From how she reacted, I didn't think I would be, but I was the planet's biggest skeptic. For the past four hours, Esther made me try on an incredibly sexy collection of female fetish wear that...
Chapter 1 – The Birth of a Goddess Zeke cracked his knuckles and spread out his fingers. They touched the black glass in front of him and the desk lit up. A white keyboard appeared and he started to type on the touchscreen desktop. His fingers bounced around the screen, typing across the keyboard of light. You see, Zeke was a genius beyond his years. He was currently eighteen and in his second year of college. His masterful mind crossed with a youth of video games made him into one of the...
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He stood hugging himself tightly, not that it helped keep him warm anymore. The cold had long since seeped so far into him the only thing that kept him from running to find somewhere warm was the fear that, should he leave his spot, he’d return to find it taken and his chance of seeing her, Athena, gone forever. The singer Athena had caught the world by storm, nobody a year ago, the young woman had taken to the celebrity lifestyle like a duck to water and was now breaking records with her...
It was a warm night in Georgia when I arrived for a very special meeting, This was not about business but it was very important to him as he was coming to meet for the first time his internet “friend”. Shannon his friend was a very subservient women who was proud to be just who she was and although for this first meeting they had something a little different in mind to give her master a new experience. What she didn't know was that I had a surprise for her as well, he was a bit of a romantic...
Athena - 1 "Look at that stream! We should stop and go swimming!" Athena exclaimed as we barreled over a small bridge in the work van. I stop the van and put it in reverse and stop again, this time on top of the small bridge. I peer out of the window and gaze upon the stream. The water was crystal clear and as still as glass. I could see an almost perfect reflection of the trees on it's surface. "but we don't have bathing suits..." I responded. My response was flirty in...
Hypothermiaby oggbashan © Copyright Oggbashan April 2003 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.****************I have a fantasy of sharing a bed with two attractive young women preferably naked. Most adult males would share that fantasy. I never expected it to happen or if it...
There was something very special about Athena. I knew it right away from the moment we met. It was more than the fact that her hair framed her face like gilt around the most perfect of portraits. It was more than the fact that she took life as a game and played it. She was carefree without being spoiled. She was innocent without guile. She was unique. It was remarkable, really, that she was so enchanting, so child like, so incredibly unselfish. She had been born into wealth. Her father had...
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“I don't like it” Ian muttered before taking a sip of his jet black coffee. “Don't like what?” Marco asked in between bites of his reheated chicken parmesan. The two sat in one of Athena Corp's many cafeterias. They were chatting over lunch, as they did most days. The talk of fellow co-workers buzzed around them. It was a cacophony of commiseration over the many drastic changes to the corporate hierarchy in recent weeks. “What do you think I'm talking about?!? The shakeup! The layoffs....