From the notes of Dr. Kelsey Ransom, PsyD Today I terminated my relationship with Rachel and Bertie. The couple has completed what I would consider the standard period of couple’s therapy, and even though our sessions have uncovered some skeletons in their closet (See previous notes), they continue to look forward to the future. They know that further challenges will present themselves, and they are interested in pursuing...

Caroline The apartment Caroline used didn't belong to a friend at all. Of all the most unusual things in her life, winning this place in a card game was the most unusual. Even she was surprised that her bluffing won hand after hand with the occasional loss and the even more unusual winning cards. The 'apartment' hand became the name of the apartment. A Pair of Twos. The idiot (man), who lost, had an ego the size of the pl...

The next day, Barbara was happy to find Rosie in great spirits again and wanted to continue with her story. "Now, where was I?" The usual lengthy pause and the past began again in all its wonderful detail. Her bottom sore from a recent blistering from Miriam's mum, Rose decided that she'd put some of those experiences gained into this new aspect of her newly discovered love, both for the aforementioned Miriam and this, he...

"My fascination with spanking began long before I met Molly, you know." "Rosie, you obviously want to talk about it, don't you?" "If you don't mind, Barbara," Rosie answered. "Of course, I don't mind. We've talked of so many things; it really was only a matter of time. It's so long ago, I thought you may have forgotten." "Well, Barbara. Where would you like me to start? Of all the things my life amounted to, it was one of...

Bertie sat waiting, even if he hadn’t known where he was. The room was spacious and gray, the carpet was gray (With a spiral pattern if one looked closely enough), and he sat in one of two gray armless chairs that faced a desk. He assumed it was an office, though he couldn’t tell whose office it was. Not his own, of course, as a restaurant manager he was lucky if he could fit two people seated comfortably. He couldn’t see...

Law "Come in, Ms. Sharp. This is your fourth and final visit, so you know the drill. Read the release form, sign it, and get ready." I did as instructed, and the therapist, Jan, continued with her instructions. "You've signed for a spanking, a paddling, and a strapping, all of indeterminate length plus forty; that's four o, strokes of the senior judicial cane, an incremental increase of ten on last week's session. I'm sur...

“Well,” said Vianne, slapping her palms against her muscular thighs in that definitive way that I’d been dreading. “We’ve got an early morning ahead of us.” “Of course, of course,” said Debbie, one of the two older American women resting at the near edge of the pool, with a margarita perched on the tile rim between her hands. Debbie’s wife, Diane, nodded beside her and reached up to my deck chair to squeeze my hand, and r...

Time Waits. Something Unexpected. Until now, it had all been up close and very, very personal. Standing only a few steps apart, I could take in the beauty of Jack in all her almost naked beauty. And my god, was she beautiful. "You're in charge here, Maggie. Where do you want me? How do you want me?" A month ago, less than that, I was a lonely (maybe), single (definitely), middle-aged (almost), and purely cock-lusting (100...

I'd been late. The jury's still out on whether it was on purpose or not. "This is for you, Maggie," she said, sliding a bangle onto my wrist, "but I'm not sure late; naughty girls deserve pretty presents." A truly beautiful piece of two-coloured vintage gold, set with diamonds and rubies, adorned, yes, adorned, my slim wrist. I looked up from it with slightly sparkling eyes. "You should keep it on all the time unless clea...

Time waits. But, sometimes, the wait—the anticipation—makes the wait all the more worthwhile. I felt like I'd been waiting fucking forever, and I'd become frustrated in almost every part of my life. Don't get me wrong. The materialistic aspects of life pointed to my being the epitome of success. Car. House. Clothing and accessories. These things, however, had left little time—no, no time—to develop anything but casual, in...

London, 2013. The traditional Swiss and European-type finishing schools of yesteryear had long provided young ladies with an irreproachable foundation in all aspects of social etiquette, entertainment, and lifestyle appreciation. As women transitioned from the dining room to the board room, most of the traditional feminine institutions closed, leaving both women and men to learn 'it' on their own. Minding Manners was the...

LOLA She's the best yet. Lola, or LOLAdoll7v3, to give her a proper title, is my running partner, but with a big difference. A programmable A.I., she also doubles as my sex toy. I have great relationships with real people, and I've been married for almost two years. But Jade doesn't like some of the things that I like the most, including running and, well, a particular, some think, a peculiar aspect of my sex life. Let me...

Middle age wasn't going very well for me. I'm already in my mid-fifties, my career stalled ten tears ago, hubby disappeared two years ago, and I know that, had I let myself, I'd have become one of those people who only venture forth to work, shop and nothing else. I'm a shop manager and meeting people every day is exhausting. I like them. Work them. Take their hard-earned cash from them and find it quite fulfilling...then...