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WAR OF THE SEXESThis is a work of fiction. It is a humorous take on the age old rivalry between the sexes and to the debate as to which is the stronger sex. The male sex organ i.e. the penis or the FEMALE sex organ, that is the VAGINA. I have given life to the sexual organ of the male and the FEMALE and in this war of words, the genitals argue out amongst themselves as to who is the stronger of the two. It’s an all out war between the penis and the VAGINA. Although this is a work of fiction,...

Preparations for Afternoon Tea

Preparations for Afternoon Tea Director's cut by Mr E. Edward Grey Scene One: Backstage "Ah, there you are my pretty pet! All nice and comfy on your pretty perch, are we?" I hear Miss Debra's cheerful voice from behind me. I scan the large, ornate, gold-framed mirror hanging on the wall before me, straining my corseted neck to determine her whereabouts. I quickly spot the reflection of her pretty face, as she playfully peeks between the lush heavy folds of the stage curtain that...

The world turned upside down

The world turned upside down byA.E Applebaum Inspired by an April 2006 newspaper article. "Hi," he said, unhitching his backpack and swinging it on to the table. The boy sat, unfastened a pocket of the olive green pack, took out a sheet of paper and spread it flat on the table."Here, have a look at this." He pushed the newspaper clipping toward her. She didn't move, but sat looking at him, her eyes narrowed. "You need to see this story in the paper before...

Sissy Is as Sissy Does

A tiny black skirt hugs her tight rump; black garters set off her milky thighs; seamed stockings veil her long legs like smoke. Her sheer silk blouse is buttoned demurely to her throat, but her rosy nipples are stiff beneath it; her hair is pulled back primly, but her lips are lush and blood red. If heaven had a librarian, this is what she would look like. Had I spotted this creature in a bar, I would gladly have bought her champagne all night for just a single glance from the sultry eyes...

Haunting

Long day. It was the end of a long day, at the end of a long week, and Rachel was tired. Worn out, feet aching, she had opted out of the Friday Club-a-thon with work friends, riding home to her small flat, grabbing the fixings of a quick dinner at the corner market next to the bus stop.She was shimmying out of her knee-length blue skirt even as the apartment door was closing, kicking it toward the bedroom door as she placed her groceries on the kitchenette counter. She undid her white, slightly...

Sisterhhood of Female Supremacy

SISTERHOOD OF FEMALE SUPREMACYPROLOGUEAs is my custom I awakened at least an hour before my Mistress, Goddess Samantha had instructed me to awaken her. I checked my entire body in as many places as I could to be sure there wasn’t a single hair so as to comply fully with my Goddess’ instructions. Even my legs were smooth as silk, something I have never experienced before. I was to wake her up promptly at nine and have her bath ready with her desired water temperature of 105 degrees. I...

A Week In Brittany

SaturdaySteve stared out of the ferry window at the cold grey waves as the ferry ploughed its way across the western end of the English Channel. By rights, if his friend Tom hadn’t fallen off his motorbike and put himself in hospital, he should have been camping in the Lake District. Instead he was condemned to a week of purgatory going to Brittany with the family.He’d tried pleading, he’d tried cajoling, he’d promised them the earth and more but, ever since last Easter when he had been left in...

A Message from the Cartel

A Message from the Cartel Wanda Roesquez contemplated her wardrobe. A line of trim business suits hung in front of her. Next to these hung a line of blouses - mostly white. Farther along and considerably less used, there hung a few colorful skirts and dresses; and finally, protected in the dark end of the closet, there were several gowns that caught the light and shimmered. Wanda focused on the business suits. In her profession, the way one dressed made a difference. She ticked off a mental...

The Awaking

For me, it started the day after my 15th birthday.I had suffered through the embarrassing ordeal of having my mother be one of my teachers in the spring semester. The ending of the school year trumpeted, for me the end of school, the beginning of summer which started of my celebrated birthday. Despite my parents, both educators in the local school system, being nearly over bearing and puritanically conservative people, they were very considerate when they came to throwing my...

Two new pretty things for Mistresses Expensive red shoes a slavegirl

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Sarah and the Punishment Station

?So this is where you’ve been hiding.? Thomas looked up from his work, glancing in the direction of the woman’s voice. He knew who it was before he even saw her standing in the doorway, leaning casually against the frame as the setting sun cast its beam through the fabric of her dress, the shadowy silhouette of her body’s curves moving as she shifted against the stable’s wall. The now-grown daughter of a neighbor, she’d been a playmate when they were growing up, and now she was a constant...

My personal Awaking

For me, it started the day after my 15th birthday.I had suffered through the embarrassing ordeal of having my mother be one of my teachers in the spring semester. The ending of the school year trumpeted, for me the end of school, the beginning of summer which started of my celebrated birthday. Despite my parents, both educators in the local school system, being nearly over bearing and puritanically conservative people, they were very considerate when they came to throwing my...

Visiting Hours

Visiting Hours By Robokun It was the first time she had smiled since the accident. The long months of medical prodding, the x-rays, the humiliating sponge baths, and the fearful, worried looks from her Husband were now seeing some hope of conclusion. The news was good. She had healed without complication, and nothing would remain of the accident except bad memories and soaring car insurance. It was good to smile. Her life would be hers again. Soon. The Smile turned from...

First time and more

First Time ... and more! I was eighteen years old the first time a man seduced me. His name, aptly, was Dick and he was sort of a mentor as I was learning about cars and racing. He was twenty years my senior and I trusted and admired him, listening intently to his stories from when he was my age about cars and racing. I was very naive but not shy sexually and was always ready to party and not afraid to try something different. He had lured me to his apartment before,...

Revenge of The Discharged Employee

Revenge of The Discharged EmployeePart 1 It had been an incredibly stressful day at work for Tom. . . a large account lost, a key employee fired, and lots of missed deadlines. At times like this the 55-year-old executive found the best remedy for reducing tension was a strenuous workout. In almost every physical way, for his age Tom was about average . . . looks, size, and physical shape. Even though it was already well past his normal time to get home, he decided he should head to the gym....

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