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“Uh-huh,” I said into the phone, “yeah.” “No, no. Of course not!” I said. “Great. I’ll see you then.” I hung up. “Who was that,” Nadia wanted to know. “Kiss me,” I said, in lieu of an answer. Nadia smiled and sat across my lap, brought her hands to my face, and kissed me very […]
Cassie lay in bed. The curtains were closed, but she could tell through their thin material that it was light outside. She had woken from a very peculiar dream to a more peculiar knowledge: that she had been enjoying it. The dream had been about her last encounter with Mr Edwards. She had recalled spank […]
I once read somewhere that only mature women can wear purple successfully. I hate the word mature. It connotes old age, rather that sophistication, which is closer to the mark. But you can be sophisticated and not mature. If you have not experienced this, you will just have to trust me until you experience it […]
As with many of the things Cindi and I try, the phone sex thing was a one-time event (so far, I still have never figured out what she meant by the other “position”). I still love watching her have her online fun at least three times a week. She says it helps her unwind from […]
Once upon a time there was… “A queen!” the readers of this story will say. No, dear friends, you are wrong. Once upon a time there was a little piece of wood. The piece of wood was lying in the house of the wonderful Mistress Cherry, who decided to make a puppet with it. So […]
At 8 pm I tied myself to the bed. It was a trick I had learnt a while ago and was well practiced. First I tied my ankles, quite loosely as I needed to be able to move my legs a little, and then I tied my left wrist. I used a special knot to […]
Working as an interpreter at the Olympic training center in Japan had been fun, but my stint there was coming to an end, and I was looking forward to returning to the States. However, a few days before I was to leave, a rather incredible occurance happened. The girls gymnastics coach, Ms Hattori, called me […]
One evening Vin was sitting with Beatrice and Lady Kathy at their usual table. Vin was dressed in his riverboat gamblers suit, his women were dressed in their dance hall costumes. They were enjoying themselves, watching tourists make fools of themselves. A Japanese tourist walked slowly by, admiring Lady Kathy’s breasts. Vin watched him double […]
Vin’s memory of events after that was a little bit hazy. A good portion of the convention center floor had been covered with closed cell foam wrestling mats. At a glance, this open space, resembled widely spaced groves of trees on an open savanna. It was not a savanna and it was not groves of […]
Every day and every night now, it seemed they were the sexual playthings of the troopers. They had to relieve themselves in front of the soldiers, their pussies were shaved every day, they were fondled while carrying out their chores, were made to give blow-jobs when they stopped to rest or to make camp, and […]