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The Enveloping Requirement: Part 4

A day and a half into his disciplinary with his older, female boss at her pristine home, Christopher Robertson is going to find it getting a little warmer as he inquires about her methods.

Back in the bedroom with the door closed, the female opera music was playing louder than usual. Miss Lexington was pouring the champagne into the two glasses. She handed one to Chris and told him to sip and swirl it around his mouth before drinking the wh...

The Enveloping Requirement: Part 3

Not yet half of the way through the disciplinary weekend at his older female boss’ home, Christopher Robertson awaits what Miss Lexington has planned next.

It was 08:00am on Saturday morning and Miss Lexington got up and out of the bed right away and went in to the en-suite. Chris had awoken and just lay there under the queen-size, taped-together sheet, awaiting her return before he moved. He looked around t...

The Enveloping Requirement: Part 2

After being summoned to attend his older, female boss’ home, Christopher Robertson has found himself in a disciplinary procedure that is most unusual.

Walking up the stairs, Chris followed as Miss Lexington led the way, returning to the pristine, main bedroom. The room was lit, with ambient light from lamps in each corner of the room with brighter, warm-white LEDs above the headboard wall. Female opera...

The Enveloping Requirement. Part One

After some important documents and files for a big corporate project get jumbled, a powerful female boss decides on a very peculiar disciplinary procedure for her younger male employee.

Natasha Lexington, the powerful CEO of her family’s highly successful technology company, Lexington Nanotron Corporation, was sitting in her immaculate, top-floor office. It was Thursday afternoon and the week had brought a packed schedule. LNC had agreed...

Metamorphoses: Chapter 3: Winter Storms

Daphne has an unexpected visitor.

“Ah, Mrs Stubbs! Do come in.” Mrs Stubbs was, in contradistinction to her name, tall, slender and elegant, with pale skin, gently slanting oriental eyes, her black hair formed into a soft bob which, indeed, bobbed winsomely as she entered the consulting r...

Masquerade, Chapter 2

She found what she needed at last from the man behind the golden mask!

The next day I kept my promise, calling her on my lunchbreak. "Hello?" she said, answering the phone. "Hi Tracy, it's Rick from the party," I said. "Oh, hi Rick!" she said, "How are you?" "Well I recovered from last night finally, so that's something!" I...

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