Author Archives: Alice Gaines

Dearest Richard, I hope you’ll be proud of me.  I’ve spent the time until we can meet again researching the amatory arts.  All to your benefit, I assure you.  Or, perhaps, more accurately, to our benefit because I’ll share every … Continue reading →

  Over a suburb of Denver, Felicity Plumswindle, aka Wonderslut, turned off the Maserati’s jet engines and coasted to a soft landing on the local high school football field. “Sa-weet.“ Sitting next to her in the Slutmobile, Jason whistled through … Continue reading →

My dearest Richard, I hardly know how to express myself to you. The events of this afternoon are so foreign to my experience that I can hardly credit they ever happened. And yet, the taste of you still lingers on … Continue reading →

When we last left Wonderslut, she was chained to a rack, helpless and aroused, while her cohort, Jason, tapped away on his keyboard, oblivious to her misery. Or was he… The wheel of the chair squeaked again, and he walked … Continue reading →