By the book. That's how I'd always lived my life, till the day I first met Michael. My books were riddled with past horrors that had left me shaken to the core, and I was still shaking till the day I met him. But then he stopped it, he took my hand and steadied it and I fell in love. I told everyone I knew about his heroics and how he had saved me that day. But then it dawned on me. What the hell happens on the first date...

When it came down to men, Alexander Cullen wasn't the first man that Gracie-Louise Mason chose to jump into her panties. Stuck on a large farm, four miles outside Clearwater, a small town south-west of Wichita, with a population of slightly over two-thousand – eligible men were in short supply. Women either took what they could get or left the one-horse town in search of something a little different in the big city.  Grac...

Saturday mornings felt like being wrapped up in a warm, snuggly blanket on an icy cold winter’s night. They are the sanctuary for the weekday weary, and for Sarah it meant she could rouse from her ‘slumber of the dead’ a couple of hours later than usual. It was a lovely feeling, being relaxed and totally at peace with the world. She stretched out her tired, weary limbs under the big soft duvet and smiled; it felt like flo...

Matt wiped his brow on his T-shirt and looked down the line of soil that he had turned over. He still had a load to do and it felt like it was taking forever. If at least he could get half way by tea time he would feel like he had broken the back of his job. His friend’s mum, Judy Morris, peered out of her kitchen window and admired Matt’s six pack, which he had revealed on mopping his perspiration. As Larry was in hospit...

Chloe was put back into the litter but the curtains were drawn as she was carried out of the villa. They did not travel far and within a few minutes they entered another. This one bustled with activity and she could hear raised voices and laughter over the sound of music growing closer. As they entered the room she heard the voice of Marcus, her new master describing the scene in the slave market. "And so I bought her. I...

Ch 2 Chloe was relieved when Marcus stopped at a litter just a few streets away. There were several slaves waiting to bear it and presumably whatever else he required. He gestured one particularly evil looking specimen over. "Atretes! I seem to have acquired a slave this morning. I still have business to deal with, so take her back to my villa and see that she is prepared. I plan to give her as a gift at this evening’s pa...

Chloe stood naked on the auction block, burning with humiliation as the buyers called out bids. Her skin crawled as though all the greedy eyes were hands running over her, touching her every secret place. The old men looking with interest, bidding vigorously while youths simply ogled her and called obscenities, enjoying and expanding on the auctioneer’s salacious descriptions of her every feature. "A tasty morsel! This on...

I’m a really terrific liar. It’s a talent. I know it sounds awful. My mom totally grounded me like a billion times when I was in high school, for being a liar that is. My lying is problematic and I worry about it. Sometimes I can’t decide if I’m a “good girl” wrapped up in a “bad girl”, or if I’m a “bad girl” wrapped up in a “good girl”? You decide. But actually I’ve found my lying to be a very useful talent. But that’s a...

John has been used by the girls' teacher to demonstrate how to arouse and ejaculate a man. After class, one of the girls slips him a note to meet them later. John arrived at the school just after 7pm. He approached the west entrance, just as the note had instructed, but all was dark. He waited a few minutes, then turned to leave. Just then, there was a quiet creak from the door and a soft voice whispered, “This way!” The...

“Mom, I’m home,” Megan said again “Hey sweetie, how was school?” Mrs. O asked as she was walking to the side door to greet her daughter. “It was good, nothing really happened but I was able to get through the day,” Megan responded as she was taking off her coat and book bag. At this point, Ryan and I were still upstairs in Mrs. O’s room carefully listening to the conversation that was taking place down stairs. “Megan you’...

June 20th Dear Journal, Every morning I come down now in my underwear to the kitchen, and every morning mom is totally naked out of the shower. Neither of us acknowledges anything is different, or weird or inappropriate about this. Then when we Mom gets home from work, she’ll gradually shed her clothing. By the time she slides her feet over my lap for her foot rub (best part of the day!) she’s usually wearing just her und...