This is meant to be an audio-only post (See Author's Notes) but I'm posting the "script" below since I have to put something here. P.S. As of this writing {September 2024) I'm looking for a new online submissive. If interested, please visit my Profile page before contacting me. -------------------------------------------------------------- Ah, alone at last, darling. Give me a hug. I thought that reception was going to go...

This is meant to be an audio-only post (see Author's Notes) but I'm posting the "script" below since I have to put something here.) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Come over here and stand in front of me, pet. Spread your legs and put your hands behind your head. Now, we need to have a little talk. You’ve been a naughty little brat lately, haven’t you? Questioning m...

Every town in America has one, it seems. Drive along the main drag far enough and you’ll find it, sometimes right on the square but generally on the outskirts of town with the mini-malls and superstores: a small, white building standing by itself. It will be called Dairy Queen or The Corner Creamery or Tastee-Freez and from April through September, you can walk up to the window and buy soft-serve ice cream, milk shakes, m...

Halloween was always a big event on campus. The students competed with each other to come up with the most outrageous costumes and make-up, and the winners were selected at midnight during the rock 'n' roll costume ball in the Student Union basement. Carol had told me she'd never even attended one of these, never mind dressed up for one, so I was astonished when she told me she wanted to go...and in costume. I said sure,...

She called me up out of the blue, and I can’t imagine how much courage that must have taken. She stuttered a bit at first and seemed to have some trouble breathing normally as she told me that her name was Laurie and that she’d gotten my number from my ex, Raine, with whom she had become friends at work. Raine and I hadn’t broken up so much as we’d just drifted apart over time, and we were still on good terms, so this see...

Chapter Forty-Nine Jane had no desire whatsoever to return to work the next morning. Her foot ached. Well, all of her ached, she realized, smiling and stretching—carefully—as she lay in bed. Plus she had rug burns on her back and behind. Peter had kept her up very late last night and had made it obvious that he had taken her instruction about not touching himself while she’d been away very seriously. He had been insatiabl...

Chapter Forty-Six Jane was lying on the beach when she heard her mother calling, “Jane, we’re going into town now. Do you want to try to call Peter again?” She certainly did. She felt as if they’d been apart for weeks. She jumped to her feet. “I’ll be right there!” She grabbed her blanket and towel and took off for the cottage. The path meandered around the dunes but she was in such a hurry that she ran right up the dune...

Chapter Forty-Three The rest of the week flew by much too fast for Jane. She spent every free moment either with Peter, or, if he had to work nights, on the phone with him when he got home. They had hardly gone a day without seeing each other in the many weeks they’d been together and even though Jane knew she would only be gone for a few days the prospect yawned before her like a prison sentence. She pretended otherwise...

Chapter Forty Jane wasn’t sure how a person should dress to be kidnapped. She thought it over while lying in her bed, still halfway between sleep and waking. She thought about her previous encounter with ‘Mr. Bad Man’...and found herself curled up under the sheets and hugging herself in a mixture of anticipation and fear. Not a real, serious kind of fear, but the pleasurable kind, like the anxiety she’d experienced before...

Chapter Thirty-Five “So—how did the dinner run go last night?” asked Suzy. She and Jane were unpacking and hanging a shipment of baby clothes at the back of the store while Mrs. Jorgenson minded the register. It was a rainy day, and there were no customers in the store. “Oh, fine,” replied Jane. “I just brought him some sandwiches and stuff. He works at The Word Works—you know, the bookstore?” “Oh sure.” Suzy concentrated...

Chapter Twenty-Eight Peter was torturing Jane. Nicely. Right after he’d slid the full length of his cock into her and made his joke about Father Brian he pulled it out again, saying, “There—I believe that was under ten seconds...was that all you wanted?” Jane could no longer see his face but had known he was grinning at her. Well, two can play this game, she thought. “ I’m not sure,” she replied, her voice seemingly casua...

Chapter Twenty-Five Not surprisingly, Jane slept late the next morning and when she awoke she found herself feeling much better. Her appointment was at eleven, and it was more than an hour’s drive to the city, so she hurried to get showered and dressed. When she came downstairs she saw that her mother had put out fruit and muffins for her. Her mother was already dressed and ready to go, so Jane quickly sat down to eat. Ne...

Chapter Twenty-One She walked Chrissy out to her car, accepted a hug, and watched with barely concealed amusement as Chrissy attempted to lower herself gingerly into her seat without appearing to do so, with the result that she still sat down faster than she wanted to and was unable to control the grimace of pain which followed, and which Jane politely pretended not to see. She could certainly understand how Chrissy was f...

Chapter Seventeen When Jane woke up the next morning her first thought was that Peter must have stuffed a pair of her panties into her mouth after she’d fallen asleep. At the very least she felt as if her tongue was wearing a sock and her head was throbbing dully. She opened her eyes and sat up. This added nausea to her other complaints and she immediately lay down again. At this point she noticed that she was naked—she u...

Chapter Sixteen As they continued along towards her house she suddenly remembered all her news. “Oh Peter, guess what?” she said. “My parents are going away for the whole weekend! You can come over!” She stopped, struck by a new thought. “Hey, why don’t you come over for dinner tomorrow night?” Peter smiled at her. “You can cook, too?” He looked thoughtful for a moment, and said, “God, that sounds great. We could actually...