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Unexpected Result Of Deceit

When senior staff and a prefect at school are intentionally deceitful, they get something rather different to what they expected

Myla and Willow were both still very annoyed as they looked at their classmate, form teacher, headmistress, and governor, all of whom were fully naked standing with their hands on their heads, red-eyed and with tear-stained faces, and stinging bottoms eac...

Fancy That

Liz wanted to be spanked by Beth, and got her wish

Nineteen-year-old Beth opened the door to see a flustered looking Liz, their neighbour of two doors away, and saw she was wearing a pretty summery sleeveless floral dress with a hem halfway down her thigh. She was in her forties, Beth knew and was unmarri...

Whatever Works Chapter 2

Arnie gets caught in a lie

Sara pushes Molly into the kitchen, putting her at the table cutting up a salad, while she made grilled cheese sandwiches and a veggie soup. They chat while eating lunch and Sara asks Arnie if he told Ed about driving himself to work. Ed looking puzzled a...

Something after nine it's time

Don't lie, don't cheat, don't ride roughshod, without expecting consequences

Suck me, fuck me Give me all you've got His New World order more than  Bordering on arrogance, I glance into his Blue-eyed, square-jawed maw And wonder if he knows What's coming * I've suffered cheating, beating Prying, spying, lying In the name of libert...

Samantha and Bruce Turner

He had far more to offer than anybody realized, especially her!

CHAPTER ONE (of two) I've not done much of anything in my fifty years; well, other than read books and work. That formula has worked for me till now but no more. I've finally decided to make a change. Oh me? My name is Bruce Turner more about me later. Wo...

The Red Vest

A stolen red vest transforms a lonely man who meets a lonely woman in a bar and sparks fly

Chester suddenly stopped sweeping. He leaned the broom against the bin of sheetrock screws, hung the dust pan on the hook by the paint brushes and turpentine, leaving the pile of dust and debris in the middle of the wooden floor and without a word to his...

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