"Tammy learns to stop biting her nails - or at least tries to."
She was small, pretty and nervous. Her name was Tammy and she had huge blue eyes in a pixie face and shoulder-length chestnut hair. I don’t think she had any idea how attractive she was. Those beautiful blue eyes were...
"A young student-teacher learns the joys of submission."
That weekend there was a salsa band playing in the town square late one afternoon. Carol and I hadn’t planned to meet but I was passing by and had stopped to listen for a moment when I spotted her. She...
"A young student-teacher learns the joys of submission."
Teaching Carol, Ch. 7 Saturday afternoon, a few days later. It was pouring rain. I made my way over to Carol’s dorm and knocked on her door, then let myself into her room. She had been sitting at her computer...
"A young student-teacher learns the joys of submission."
Although we actually did spend time together without doing anything sexual, it was obvious that the intensity of those encounters was what kept drawing us together. Carol was becoming more comfortable with her nature and seemed willing to try whatever...
"A young student-teacher learns the joys of submission."
I didn’t see Carol at lunch the next day, though I waited until nearly closing time. When she didn’t come to dinner, I casually asked a classmate of hers if she’d seen Carol, and she told me Carol hadn’t been...
"A young student-teacher learns the joys of submission"
It was definitely getting colder as the evening darkened around us, and we walked with our arms around each other’s waists as we made out way back to the campus dormitory where she lived. I wanted to ask her what...
"A young student-teacher learns the joys of submission."
The next time I saw Carol was at lunchtime the next day. We were both heading from different directions towards the entrance to the dining-hall next to her dormitory. I had been thinking about something else and so looked right...
"A young student-teacher learns the joys of submission."
It was dusk, nearly dark. A warm, late-September evening. Carol and I were sitting on top of a picnic table near the reservoir, she in the center, her feet on the bench, and I behind her with my legs on...
"Preview of a much longer story I'm still working to finish"
You wake to find the room darkened the sun having set while you napped. Having heard you begin to stir I'd risen from the rocking chair by the bed and had walked to the dresser opposite the bed, turning the...
"A sophisticated man, aided by a Dominatrix, dominates, trains and punishes a pretty girl."
The Training of a Maid Chapter 1 Introducing the trainee maid I advertised in several women’s magazines: "Sophisticated, demanding professional man requires presentable female, 18 – 40, as his private maid. The successful applicant will be issued with a uniform...