Stories written by Jane Marwood

• Timothy, part 2 .... new.!.!.! (...) (23k)
  (date posted: Thursday PM, August 05, 2004)
  Moments later, Timothy was being led through the corridors of the grand house. Gail was leading him by the arm as Susan followed behind. Timothy was trembling with embarrassment feeling utterly gauche and awkward as he was herded through the opulence of the ornately panelled corridors. His face was still suffused in a blush of bright red. His skin felt goose-pimpled at the embarrassment and indignity of his humiliating examination by Susan's mother. He could still feel the effect of her cool hands as she had handled his genitals in such an intimate manner. Had he known of the preparations the girls had made for his day at Gail's house, he might have fled there and then.
• The Stepford Husbands, part 1 .... (...) (20k)
  (date posted: Wednesday PM, June 30, 2004)
  Peter was in shock. He had never known or experienced such humiliation in all his young life. Peter was thirteen years old, and had up until now, led a happy and reasonably unhindered life. The death of his father and the subsequent insurance payout had allowed his mother to do something she had always wanted for her young son... to send him to the most private and exclusive school she could afford. Had she known exactly what her young son was to experience, she might have changed her mind.
• At Sea (Cabin Boy) .... (...) (105k)
  (date posted: Tuesday PM, June 08, 2004)
  A warm breeze blew in from the sea as Peter walked along the cobbled harbour causeway. The threadbare soles of his white yacht shoes did little to cushion the rough surface. He had walked over twenty miles since leaving the small pension where, for a few francs he had stayed the night. He reached into the pocket of his white trousers, which were already grubby and dusty from his journey, finding the piece of newspaper, which carried the advertisement. "Wanted Cabin boy" fit and able. Motor Vessel 'Sobsel' requires young person for a variety of duties at sea. Cruising June to January, applicants must be smart, energetic and be prepared to take on a variety of sea-going duties. Apply Bo'sun, MV 'Sobsel' SW Harbour, Antibes.
• Punishment 2015 .... (...) (73k)
  (date posted: Tuesday PM, June 08, 2004)
  "It couldn't be... and yet for a brief moment I thought it was. The girl I had dreamed about...the girl that had figured in my every erotic fantasy. At school she had been head girl; three years above me and probably a million light years away from ever looking my way. Head girls don't talk to lowly 5th. Graders, I wonder if in fact if they ever see them? Not that I am not worthy of a look. Even though I would never say it through modesty, I am good looking although only five feet eight inches tall. I have a slim athletic body, good bone structure with brown eyes and straight thick dark brown hair. I think I was popular with the girl's because somehow they felt I was non-threatening and could be handled easily. At school I always seemed to be the first choice when circumstance dictated that the girl did the asking... always first on the party list... first to be asked by the pretty and flirtatious faces of the girls in my year... "Come and sit with us"... "There's room here", "You going to the dance, Steve?" etc. I rarely refused an invitation and enjoyed my popularity, but the Holy Grail in the personage of Debbie Pearson... was always out of my reach.
• The Governess .... (...) (205k)
  (date posted: Tuesday PM, June 08, 2004)
  This story is about an orphan who is caught swimming in a lake which is in private property. Richard is discovered by two teenage girls and subjected to a thorough caning. He is later adopted and subjected to further punishments and humiliations. A young girl is also subjected to similar treatment.
• Timothy.... (...) (98k)
  (date posted: Tuesday PM, June 08, 2004)
  Timothy looked at his mother as she sat down in the easy chair by the fireplace of their picturesque family cottage. His face showed concern as she winced with the pain she felt throughout her slender and petite body. His mother, although beginning to suffer the first symptoms of a bout of influenza, had, as always, carefully applied makeup to her delicate and refined features. Jenny Althorpe had been blessed with a beauty and grace that was near perfection. Her face was exquisitely featured, the high cheekbones and beautiful shaped lips now revealed perfect teeth as she smiled at her sons concerned expression. She was the product of several generations of fine breeding. Jenny was dressed in a crisp white cotton blouse and navy skirt that complimented her slender and trim figure. Although she was now thirty-four years old, her face and body would have had even the most discerning admirer guessing at twenty-five.
























This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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