Cat and Mouse The Grandparents
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Important Note: Please read this before continuing. This story is written largely in protest against the negative media portrayals of D/s relationships. Having never been in a long-term D/s relationship myself, although I have dabbled frequently in BDSM, Im increasingly disappointed as were all being painted as disgusting sado-masochists. This is my attempt to give humor and background to a fictional D/s couple.
This is not the story you want for a quick climax. Im going to take a few chapters to develop the characters, and this story will rely much more heavily on scene-setting, internal narration, and character development than your average erotica story. I realize this may not be the ideal site for such a story, but even so, I would love to hear feedback and criticism regarding my story and writing.
Vodka Out-
Introduction
Tom glanced at my computer screen, settling his big hands over my shoulders. I tilted my head back to catch his expression, he was looking at my writing with wry incredulity. You honestly want to write all that? he asked, raising his eyebrows.
Yes! I think its important. You know, a lot of couples like us write down their story of how they started. I answered, shifting my weight in the swivel chair.
Right, and what are we supposed to do with this, love? Are we gonna show it to our kids or something? Come here, Billy, sit on my knee, and Ill tell you the story of how I suspended your mother and spanked her with
I swatted him one and giggled in spite of myself. Were not going to show it to our kids. And anyway, I thought we decided on no offspring? Yknow, to minimize the damage to the world?
I know we agreed on that, Tom said thoughtfully, scraping the stubble on his chin, but honestly, I dont see how the world would be worse off if there were a few children running around with my beautiful face.
Shut up, Tom, I laughed. Im writing it. I think itll be fun. Weve been through a lot, and I think it needs to be documented.
Document away, he sighed. Ill be in the kitchen if you need me.
Nuh-huh! I said, grabbing the back of his shirt. Were writing this together!
Madeline, he said in That Voice. I let go of the back of his shirt instantly. What did I say about grabbing my clothing? He sounded patient, but his Master side was emerging again. I looked down.
You said not to, I said, feeling a small and chastened. Im sorry, it wont happen again.
He said nothing, but rolled his eyes and pulled up a chair next to mine. See that it doesnt happen again, Tom said, but The Voice had left and he was my big, rangy Tomcat again.
All right, lets get this show on the road. I said, cracking all of my knuckles.
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Chapter One: Kitty In The Corner
We met online. Isnt that how all modern romances start? Through the glow of computer screens and the abuse of keyboards, we met on a forum board. There I was, sitting cross-legged on my bed, proud as a peacock in my first apartment and trying to be an adult. The childishness of college had passed, and now that I was a grown woman, I could make my own decisions. I had moved out, gotten my own little place and secured a nice little job. Three big decisions that I had made in less than a week and all of them brought me massive quantities of happiness. So what was the fourth decision, and the one that impacted my entire life?
Why, make an account on an adult forum, of course.
Since I was a grown woman who made her own decisions, I figured I could handle my own in political and religious debates. I had an English degree under my belt, and I was skillful at bringing down peoples arguments. What I didnt anticipate was a bunch of randy males all talking about the one thing I had virtually no experience in sex.
S-E-X. In my house, rigid Catholic upbringing trumped any teenage curiosity I had about the opposite gender. Oh dont get me wrong, I wasnt a saint or anything, I had my share of fantasies and make-out sessions in cars and movie theatres. Id seen a dick and had my boobs groped and figured that would get me until my mid-twenties, where I would find the Special Someone and wed go gallivanting off into the sunset. (Metaphorically speaking. I hate going anywhere into the sunset, youll damage your eyes that way.)
So you can imagine my innocence when I registered my account and started striking up conversations with lonely males. Ill admit, I wasnt totally unaware what I was doing the good girl act only goes so deep but part of me was genuinely curious about that whole taboo aspect of life. In a few short weeks, thanks to Google and my now-beloved forums, I learned a lot.
A lot.
Men, as a general rule, love to talk about sex. And cocks. And the girls theyve banged. Somehow, this becomes even more concentrated over the internet, when they can make up whatever the hell they want. So I saw a lot of internet fights over who did who and while seeing what. And it exposed me to a bewildering little facet of the universe called BDSM, which fascinated and horrified me at the same time. After having been introduced to such a thing, I naturally did a Google images search and promptly scarred myself for life.
BDSM is not very well portrayed in the media. And if it wasnt for my blog post about discovering such horrendous imagery, I never would have met Tomcat. He was somewhat of a legend on the forum I frequented, thanks to his love of sarcasm and knowledge about practically everything. Tomcat was well known for breaking up aforementioned internet squabbles, and a great many people thought of him as a bit of a know-it-all. To have him comment on my measly little blog, well, it was intriguing to say the least.
Tomcat said: Youre very curious about BDSM. I could have told you to steer clear of Google images, were not very well portrayed out in the big world. If you have any questions, dont be afraid to come to me, okay?
And how could a nave (all right, not that nave) young girl resist such a wealth of information?
It led to such discussions as, Are You Mentally Well? Have You Spanked Anyone Recently? Why Are People Into This? Thankfully, Tomcat was quite patient with me about my asinine questions, and answered them readily. He, in turn, was curious about me, and I was far less inclined to answer him. We didnt swap pictures, but the message was quite clear when he posted a picture of himself on the forum boards: Your Turn, Mousey.
But since he posted his picture first, I got an entire day of ogling him and daydreaming about him at work. Although it wasnt readily visible in the photo, Tomcat is a big man. Broad shoulders, wide chest, large hands, just big all the way through. He was also quite scruffy, and quite a bit older than I had pictured him, maybe in his mid-forties. There was silver in his hair and scruff, and there were obvious dark tribal tattoos spiraling across his formidable biceps. Although his smile was warm and lovable, the muscle build he had was enough to make my knees quiver with attraction and downright terror.
I couldnt be one-upped, innocent though I was. I worked very hard on my makeup and hair, trying to make it look as though I took the picture on the spur of the moment, Im not sure that came through. I clipped my long brown hair back and put in contacts, trying to lose the bookworm look. My freckles showed through fine, but I went a bit heavy on the eyeliner trying to make myself look more mature. Okay, I was trying to look sexy for Tomcat. Part of me was deeply interested in someone who liked to whip people on a regular basis.
After the infamous photo swap, the nature of our discussions changed. It shifted away from BDSM and into our lives, what we did at work, who we argued with, how hard it was to grow up in our respective households. And frankly, the sexual tension was building up to an all-time high. I quickly discovered that not only was Tomcat excellent at sarcasm, he was also amazingly good at flirting. Which was something I have very little practice in, to say the least.
Our first Skype conversation practically ended in cyber-sex. Tom had a deep, gruff, British-accented voice, and oh God I would have jumped off a cliff to hear that voice keep talking. In turn, my voice got higher and squeakier and his voice got lower and smoother as we alternatively got nervous and relaxed with each other. I found I was okay at flirting so long as I could hear the tone in his voice, and before too long I had switched on my webcam and was showing him what I looked like without a shirt on.
Did I mention I am incredibly stupid and brash when it came to Tom?
And it was only natural escalation.
Tom said: Id like to meet you.
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Becoming Brandee Chapter one: My wife, Julie, peered into the office where I was sitting at one of computer desks typing an IM to a new friend I had recently met on the internet. "Is this the man you have been telling me about?" "It is him, honey. As I've told you he is very different than most of the others I have chatted with online and I find myself really liking him and the way he thinks." She smiled back, "A girl does need a good man to share some of...
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Becoming Brandee Chapter Eight: Sitting at my vanity I carefully outlined my lips. Then I pulled out a tube of china pink lipstick and coated them. My refection pleased me so much. Finally, I coated my pretty colored lips with two coats of shiny sticky lip gloss. I winked at Richard reflected in my mirror who was watching me get ready for work. I then stood up to face him in my freshly ironed cocktail waitress uniform. Today I would be wearing my pink uniform. I loved wearing...
Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
Disclaimer: Like all chapters of the Brandee series, this one is inteded for adult readers only. Becoming Brandee, Chapter Twelve I am now in my fourth month of my tour of gentleman's clubs and adult bookstores and I am really enjoying myself. Julie came out a few weekends ago and had such a fun time watching me in my glory. She says she is going to finish up her Doctorial work sooner than expected and that we might get some more time together. I would really enjoy that as I...
Andrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...
Becoming Brandee Chapter Seven Today may be one of the most important days of my new bimbo life. I go for my job interview today. I am so nervous. I so want to get this job. Lisa seems to think I am a shoe in. But I am nervous. I so want this job. It means a lot to me and I think it will mean a lot to Richard and I know it will help continue to rein....reinfer...re...make me more comfortable as a bimbo girl happy in her role.To support me, Lisa came over and we went through my...
I: The Game Begins It seemed like a radical, and somewhat jarring, change in direction for young Timothy Portnoy. A brand new house in a brand new place. He never imagined he would ever leave his old life, nor the friends he had known since his elementary school years, to settle in elsewhere. But there was no way around it. The job market was bad where he had lived. No one was hiring as he was going through High School, and he was never able to establish a living out on his own...