The creature known as Ishkur watched her from the top of the sandy rise, feasting his eyes on her wild beauty. His position, carefully chosen, overlooked the lonely beach house by the windswept shore. The moon was almost full, casting unearthly shadows over the dunes and spindly trees as they swayed in the breeze. He loved the night; he was at home here, and the darkness was his domain, belonging to him totally. Here, he...

I knocked on the door that was clearly marked: “Mrs Sheila Vero, Senior School Governor”. ‘Enter!’ I opened the door and stepped into her office. It was very much like the Headmistress’s study, with a desk, sofa and two armchairs, as well as a series of wooden cabinets. ‘Ah, Mrs Lonsdale. I’ve been waiting for you! Come in, come in! Sit!’ Mrs Vero pointed to an upright chair in front of her desk. I sat, with my hands in m...

Feeling somewhat dazed, I meekly followed Rachel away from the Head Girl’s office, and towards the Detention classroom. The events of the last hour had once again turned my world upside down. How could they not? To add to my earlier punishments, not only had I just been strapped and spanked by four teenage girls, but I’d also been – enticed, I think was a good word - into pleasuring the Head Girl with my tongue, whilst th...

Pick me, pick me! Yea! A whole day luxuriating in her warm, snug nest! Wheee—down to the ankles we go! Must be pee-pee time. Lovely view! Oops—missed a few drips! No problem. I’m cotton—nice and absorbent! What’s happening now? She’s getting excited! Really humid here! Whose fingers are those? Whoa—that’s huge! Where's he going with that? Ah, okay—don’t mind me! Ahem—take your sticky time, why don’t you... Flood alert! Ca...

The sun was shining, and I was hot and sweaty as I stepped out of the mini-bus, still in my hockey strip. I smiled when I saw that Judy was at home, waiting for me by the front door in a short, floral, summer dress. I dumped my bags – dirty washing and hockey kit, mostly – and kissed her, mischievously probing her mouth with my tongue, eager to show her how much she had been missed. She took my face in her hands, bit down...

Silently, she entered the room and watched him slumber. Eyes snapping open, his adrenaline surged. What was this rapturous, heavenly creature with red eyes; pupils dilated, expression seductive, and terrifying? Compelled, his manhood rose, as never before. Nostrils flaring, her desire raged as she smelled the life-force coursing through his veins. Snarling and tearing, she impaled herself on his iron hardness. Razor-sharp...

Aroused, she parted her legs in invitation. Moisture clung to her pubic mound like morning dew. He spread her petals, exposing her moist slit, feasting his eyes on her sticky, pink flesh. She thrust her hips towards him, desperate to feel his devilish tongue work its magic. He retreated impishly, teasing her with his smile. She pouted, whimpering with puppy-dog eyes. Relenting, his tongue danced between her folds, tasting...

Judy had a warm shower, and then I got her to lay face down on Kate’s bed whilst I attended to her sore, well-spanked bottom. Being naked in front of me didn’t seem to bother her – though it was doing things to me that both aroused and confused! I rubbed a soothing cream, along with some arnica into her bruising. She seemed very happy to be mothered, and I tucked her up in bed with a cup of hot chocolate, and told her to...

Exams were finally done, and school was over for the year. My daughter, Kate – the ex-hockey captain, now that she’d finished school - was away at a two-week hockey training camp, and though I missed her, I was enjoying the peace and quiet of being home alone. I was just finishing off some ironing, thinking of an afternoon in the garden, when the doorbell rang. To my surprise, it was Judy, my daughter’s girlfriend. ‘Oh, h...

April 1987 It had become a bit of a Saturday ritual. I’d cycle over to Matthew’s house mid-morning, and we’d spend the day doing boy stuff together. We were both into sport and keeping fit, so we’d maybe go for a three-mile run, do some fitness training in the garden, then watch TV or goof around in his room in the afternoon. Matthew’s mum and dad were very pretty laid back. They usually went shopping after lunch, and Lou...

Ding-dong! The front door bell rang, announcing the arrival of our guests. ‘You want to get that?’ I yelled to my husband. I was busy in the kitchen, finishing off the hors d'oeuvres. I was also nervous as hell, and not sure what on earth I was doing. We were about to have guests, and I’d made a decision on an outfit that I was suddenly very unsure of. I was wearing black stockings and suspenders with four inch heels, a b...

As we walked away from the Gym, and towards the Head Girl’s office on the other side of the school, my mind was in turmoil. The things I’d experienced that afternoon had evoked such conflicting feelings and emotions in me. Things I would never have imagined possible. That I had a very sore bottom was the most obvious. But that felt almost secondary to the fact that I’d just been spanked in front of thirty sixteen-year-old...

‘Hi, Kate! I’m home!’ ‘Oh, no. Mum’s home! Quick – get dressed!’ Kate and I quickly separated, and hurriedly put our underwear back on, and tidied our school uniforms. Then we heard her mother calling again. This time sounding very cross. ‘Kate! Kate! Come down here this minute!’ Uh oh… Giving me a wild look, Kate hurried out of the room, and I quickly followed. ‘Hi, Mum – this is…’ ‘What’s this, Kate? How did this happen...

Once inside her house, Kate led the way upstairs to her bedroom. We didn’t speak – I don’t think either of us could think of much to say, really. Her room seemed – to my eyes, anyway - fairly typical of a teenage girl’s; perhaps with a few more trophy’s adorning the shelves. Desk and chair for homework, posters of pop groups, movie stars and other icons on the walls. I toured the room with my eyes, finishing with the bed,...

Later that day, I emerged from the detention classroom after a tedious hour of writing lines, to find Kate leaning against the wall in the hallway, school bag clasped to her chest. ‘Oh – hi, Kate.’ I had no idea why she was there. Or what she was thinking. As I looked at her, I couldn’t help flushing, though. After everything that had happened this morning, I felt attracted to her more than ever; she looked so desirable....