Category: Copro Stories
Dorm Room Collusion Part: 2/3
“In a bit. I want to get a little more done,” Lia said. She thought to herself, I need more quotes by Zeno.
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Dorm Room Collusion Part: 1/3
Synopsis: Kim and Lia receive an unexpected visitor, from Kim’s perspective.
Kim and Lia were each sitting at their desks, their backs to each other, doing homework. Kim was working on calculus, and Lia was writing some sort of essay.
“Hey, do you want to go get some food?” Kim said.
“In a bit. I want to get a little more done,” Lia said, absently.
Lia’s cell phone rang. The ringtone was some stupid pop song, and it grated in Kim’s ears. But, she smiled to herself, and half-turned to glance at Lia out of the corner of her eye. Lia picked up her phone, looked at the display, and put it to her ear.
“Who is it?” Kim said. Lia didn’t answer her, but somehow she changed. Her posture straightened, but at the same time she became more relaxed. She put down the phone, and slowly, smoothly got up, turning towards the door.
Caught with his Pants Down
“I gotta take a dump, man” the guy in the cell told the cop sitting at his desk.
“So go ahead. That’s why there’s a toilet in there.”
“Well, I just wanted to warn you. It could get pretty stinky.”
“Don’t worry about it. If it gets bad, I’ll grab the air freshener.”
The cop went back to reading police reports. He hardly noticed Reilly as he stripped off his shirt, pulled down his pants and sat down on the toilet seat. It wasn’t long however, before Officer Hicks noticed the strong stink of shit in the room. He looked over at Reilly and said, “Damn. You weren’t shittin’ me. What’d you eat? A few cans of beans?”
BOSS MAN
It was fun being a movie exec. You could audition beautiful young women and get them to sleep with you in exchange for a promise of stardom. You could, if you wanted, get them to perform other, more humiliating services. But eventually I always ran up against something the girl just wouldn’t do, no matter what the incentive.
Fortunately, the job is highly paid. I was able to invest some of my earnings in a hypnotism course, which taught me high-level mind control skills. Now, when a pretty girl comes through my door, I don’t have to offer her anything. I don’t have to persuade her to consent to my wishes by normal means, I can make her my helpless slave just by fixing her with a powerful gaze and talking slowly. Soon she’s my slave, and I can have her do anything I want. I can also let most of her mind be conscious throughout, so that she is quite aware of what she’s doing, but powerless to help it. At the end I simply send her on her way with a post-hypnotic command forbidding her to tell anyone what happened, and perhaps instructions to return for second helpings at a later date.
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September Sunday Morning – Scat Fetish
September Sunday Morning – Scat Fetish
It was 1969. Man had reached the moon back in July. However it was now a Sunday morning in late September. Hubby had taken the kids out somewhere for the day, returning the favour she’d done him yesterday, and 37 year old Anne had the house to herself, ostensibly to allow her to do some lesson preparation. Her job as an infants’ teacher wasn’t too demanding but it did require a little preparation and she did it best when undisturbed. She’d made a good start at 8.45 but it was now 11.35 and she’d just packed her case away. Job done. So far the only break she’d taken was to make herself a coffee and cut a slice of that rather rich fruit cake at 10.30. She’d needed it too. In fact she’d not even had a loo break, not that it bothered here in the slightest. Her early morning pee at 7am, the first for 12 hours, had been absolutely amazing, emptying her bladder completely, and she’d not expected to need a mid morning wee.