Lecture Stories

Rachel glanced again at the clock. Where was he? She’d expected Bertie to be home almost an hour ago. She acknowledged that it could be traffic keeping her boyfriend out of her arms, but for this long? No, something was up, and Rachel had to consider, not for the first time, if she should be considering another form of behaviour modification. Bertie’s spanking fetish had been introduced early in their relationship – when...

Lauren opened the door to their house and stepped inside. Putting her bag on the floor and keys on the front table she spied a note on the table. Opening it up, she found a message that would change the course of her evening and possibly the rest of her life. The note read: Dear Lauren, I have noticed that you’ve been remiss in your chores around the house. I think we need to discuss this matter, so I want you to come to...

I wasn't really nervous about the next class session. It wasn't that I was feeling cocky or especially sure of myself. It was more like I was sure of Emma, sure of who she was and what she was like, and I knew that it was going to happen, maybe not then, but then next session, or the session after. We'd shared too much of ourselves, an intimacy that went beyond the merely sexual, and my acceptance of her bound her to me i...

Writing fiction doesn't pay much, and you give up a lot when you try to be a writer. Money, the things other people have, even family—you can pretty much kiss all that goodbye. But there are compensations. Your life's maybe not as wide as most people's, but it's deeper, and sometimes it's more interesting. You're always trying to explain and describe things to yourself, and so you see things other people miss and feel thi...

I woke up on a fairly cold Autumn day and it was just a normal day ahead of me; go to college, come home and do coursework. This had become normal for me and it was slowly draining my soul, but it had to be done. I got out of bed with not much expectations of the day ahead. I threw on some clothes, which included a plain shirt and some jeans; my normal wear. I continued downstairs to make some toast to fill up my stomach...

It was my first full day in Fiji and I had woken excited to have a day to explore this summer wonderland on my own for the day before my friends arrived. I was half-way through my final year of university and a couple of my best girlfriends had decided to drag me away to some place warm and summery to escape the cold and forget about uni for a couple of weeks. Due to a mistake with our flight reservations, I had ended up...