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Sometimes Your Dreams Come True - Part 1

Richard meets this former teacher. It looks like he might get what he always wanted.

Richard was twenty-three, a PhD student at a prestigious British University. He was doing one of those PhDs that only someone else with a similar PhD understands. He had been in London, visiting some friends. They had drunk a lot the night before. Being students, they were slow to get up the next morning. It was early afternoon by the time Richard got to the station to take a train home. It was one of the quieter, more pl...

The Visit

True story of a visit to a sub’s place.

I was on my way to see Sarah, a former tall pageant beauty queen. She lived halfway to a presentation I had that day, and I had decided to fit her into my schedule. Finding parking in the Valley is always a bitch, but I hadn’t known that Tuesday was a street-sweeping day in this part of Encino. It took me ten minutes to find a space where I could park without risking a ticket or towing, and as I made my way to her apartme...

Aunty Betty part 4

A striking english rose is seen to by a very strict aunt.

My name is Caroline. I am a very tall striking 17 year old English blond spending my summer school vacation with my Aunty Betty, a former Commonwealth games gold medal winner in swimming and and a current  gold medal holder in discipline. The year is 1979, the location England.The first week of my vacation  was rather eventful, and some rather reckless behavior on my behalf resulted in three well deserved and very thoroug...

aunty betty

a stunning and rebellious 17 year old girl learns discipline the hard way

The year was 1979, and I was in the final year at a very exclusive girls boarding school just outside London. Being a a very tall striking blond with an outgoing personality made me extremely popular and some people even considered me rather arrogant. However I was really quite unassuming. In fact I never assumed as this would only lead to assumptions. The school I attended was very prestigious and very high standards of...