Platonic 

A young pastor maries a young women at the request of her dying farther.

An older pastor who had children late in life was concerned for his daughter who was 19. He found out he was dying.  He wanted his daughter cared for. 

He asked for his young protégée ben randolf to come see him in his hospital bed. He rushed to the hospital as soon as he could get there. He valued his mentor. 

He went right in. ” ben! Good. My time of departure is at hand. I do not want to leave before attending to unfinished business.  “He said.

“Of course sir. ” ben said. “I have a favor to ask. ” he told him. Of course  sir.  Anything . ” ben told him. 

“My youngest amy is only 19. She is single. I would ask you to marry her. Will you provide for her?” he said.

He was a bit hesitant. .she was prety and kind and intelligent. They never seemed to have any chenestry. The pastor was a huge inspiration to him. This was his dying wish. He feared he would not give in to the ailment until he was at peace. This issue needed to be taken vare of before he would yeld and alow himself to go. 

“You have my word. I will take care of her all of her days. All of her needs will be attended to. You have ny word.” he assured the old man. The old man thanked him. 

Amy went to see her farther. “I need to know you are taken care of. I want you to marry Benjamin.  ” he told her.

She did not want to be maried. She was very independent.  She was fine with being single all her life. She was not a feminist by any stretch of the imaginations.  She believed in male leadership.  She was fine with submitting to male leadership. Family life just did not interest her. 

She knew how importent this was to her farther. She knew that she was under his authority until she got maried or he died. She knew that she would not be at peace until this was settled.  She agreed to marry ben. 

Before he died,  he witnesed ben and amy being maried by a pastor friend. Then he died. 

Ben brought his new bride home. She wanted some time alone. “Can i lay down?” she asked.  “Of course.” he said. 

She picked a room and laid down. She was not sure what to think. She had not quite processed all of this. 

After a while she woke up. She went to living room. ” look i agreed to marry you out of respect to my farther.  This was important to him. I wish to have a platonic relationship.  I want to sleep in different rooms. ” she said.

“Alright.  That is fine.  ” he said. She picked the room she stayed in. They bearly talked. He was the pastor and had a secular job. She had a part time job.she did mantain there home. She cooked.not because he asked her to. She voluntered. 

They bearly talked. She wore sweters and skirts with leggings.  She did not even walk around the house without shoes. 

They started to talk. Slowly they became closer. She let down her gaurd. He did as well.

One day she was reading in corinthians 7. Wives are told not to deprive there spouse sexually.  She felt convicted. 

He got home from work, she stood there at the door gretting him. She wore a purple sleveless dress and was barefoot. “Take me im yours! ” she declared. 

She hugged him. He kissed her. He picked her up and took her into the bed room. He had had repressed sexual tension.  He pulled her dress off of her. 

She pulled off his shirt. She pulled off his pants. He took off her bra. She took off his underware. He took off her panty. 

She begged him to f her. She actually used the word. He went inside her. He waited for this moment for a long time. They cuddled afterwards. He held her and played with her hair. 

“Will you sleep in the same bed with me now?” he asked. “Yes i will move in hear if you want me to. ” she said “i really do. ” he assured her. They kissed. 

She wanted to be held. He was happy to oblige. She let herself fall in live with him. He fell in live with her. They were insepetable. Even when at work they texted or called eachother on break. 

Soon she became pregnent and gave birth to twin girls. She became a stay at home mom but was active in helping him with the church duties. They lived hapily ever after. 

The end. 

Traphic stop

A wife get away with speding but not totally.

Jessica grace bell is a wife and mom.she and her husband bill had only been maried for a few short years. They were active in there church.  They had two young chdren a boy and a girl.

She did have a tendency of speding.it drove bill nuts. He pleaded with her not to speed.  She constantly did go beyond the speed limit. 

They were not poor but they were not ritch.they lived comfortibly but they had to rely on a strict budget. They had to not have too manny unscheduled spending. A speeding ticket would force bill to adjust his budget. Something he did not want to do. Something he felt he did not need to do. 

One day as she was driving , she was stoped for speeding. She feared the worst. The officer decided not to issue a ticket. He gave her a warning. He left.

She realized that this was a bad habit.  She drove slowly. She held her head down as she drove home. She parked. She wore a black dress with pink and red flowers and sandles. She walked inside. 

“Look youe right. My driving is a problem.  I got stoped but i did not get a ticket. I could have. I know you try so hard to mantain a workible budget. I am sorry. ” she said.

He thought it over.  He brought an orange dress at a thrift store. It resembled a prison dress. He found an orange panty. He brought hand cuffs. He made his own waist and feet shackles. 

He set up a small cubicle in the basement. He put a cot and a toilet. On Friday he came home. He told jesica to stand up. She did so. “I am placing you under arest for puting the family in danger and puting family finances in jepordy. “She said. 

He put her hand in cuffs. He put her in shackles. She never thought he do something like this. She found it kind of hot. She wanted to be tame. She liked her wild just not wild with traphic laws. She liked when he tried to tame her. 

He led her to the cell. He made her strip out of her pink dress.she took off her slip . then she removed her panty. He ket her keep her bra on.

She put on the orange panty. She put the prison dress on. The dress said bill’s department of corection. He put her inside. 

He brought her food. He brought in the baby so she could feed her. He came in that night. He found her to be really sexy in her orange prison issue dress. He was mild mannered. She knew he had a kinky side. He seam to like prison theme especially women in prison. 

He oppened the cell. He went inside. “May i hug my gaurd?”she asked. He hugged her. He held on to her. 

He kissed her.all these shakles made her horny. She pulled off his shirt. He let her. He pulled off her dress. She unzipped his pants. She pulled them off. He took off her bra and panty. She took off his underware. 

He went inside her. She liked being with her gaurd. They kept going. They both slept in the cell. He spent most of the weekend with her.

Om monday morning he peroled her. He let her ware her normal cloths.she pledged that her speed demon was over. She promised to be good.  

She took time off from driving. When she did start driving again she turned a new leaf. She had changed.  He was happy for that. She was good. Sometimes she still had to go to jail.  That is another story. 

The end 

  

   

Prison fantasy come true 

A wife tries to surprise her stresed out husbend with a stay cation get away.

Im Jennifer.  I am a young wife and mom. My husbend and i have only been maried for a short time. We are from a very conservative Christian denomination.  

My husbend is very traditional.  He is very qiet and reserved. He is a bit of a push over at times.  He is a person of a few words.  

We recently had our first child. I decided not to return to work. He always wanted me to be a stay at home wife. It did put extra pressure on him. He was a hard worker. He wanted to be super man. There was just so much he could do. 

While the finances were stil good.the one income and new child did add stress. He had become disdent ditached. 

It led to a tense situion. We tended to dissagre more often. We were not quite as playful as we were. In a way it could be potentially heading to a powder keg. 

As he got dissident i became quarrel some.  I started to becone contentious.  I was beciming the women proverbs warned you about. 

I became convicted of it. I knew i had to change. I had to stop it now. I had no idea how.

 I decided that we needed to both relax.  We needed to releve the stress we were facing.  We needed a couples getaway.we could not afford to get away but we die not need a vacation that coast mony.we could do it at home. We did not need a week off. A weekend would do. I had an idea. I was prety sure i could make it work. 

I made the utility shack outside into a prison cell. The shack was left iver from the privious owner. We never used it. I put a toilet and bars. 

I had my parents watch the baby. I found orange blouse and skirt that look like a prison uniform. I created a prison number. I put jason ‘sdepartment of correction on the back.  I was barefoot.  I locked myself in the cell.

He left a note for Jason.  I left him the key. I then went into my cell and waited. I considered briging a book.  I wanted to be a prisonor. I wanted to be under jayce”s control. 

I imagined realy being in jail. I imagined what it would be like to be a prisoner. As a kid i knew that bad guys had to go to jail. I had no idea that girls went to jail. I became obsesed with women in prison. I read about women persecuted in church history.  It was an exciting thing for me.

I never told anyone. Not even jason.Jason would probably not aprove. He was struct and stuck in hus ways. I figured this might be fun. We could have a care free weekend.  No wories. He would be in control.  He was the gourd i was the prisonor. That was how it was.  

I sat on the bunk i made. I rested. I got to relax. It was kunda nice. I had nothing to worry about.

Jason came home”jenny where are you?” he asked. He got worried.he looked around.he saw my note. 

“Jasson i have been a bad bad girl. I need to be arested. I have turned myself in. I am in my cell in the shed out back. You should probably come check on your prisoner.  Inmate jenny. “She said in her note.  

He took the key . he walked to the shed. I had fallen asleep.  I had not realized how mentally and physicaly exhausted i was. He came in.i got up.

I had no idea how he would react.  I half expected him to get mad at me. I could see him getting really offended  me.

“You have been a really bad girl. For now on you are going to shape up. I am going to make it my misson to make an honest girl out of you.”he said. 

He looked me over.  He opened the cell.he came over.i kissed him. ” look i know your stresed. This weekend forget all that. Your my gaurd and i am your prisonor. ” i told him.

He put me on the bed. We kissed.he pulled off my orange. Top. I took off his shirt.he took off my pants. I remove hw shirt and pants.he pulled off my bra and panties.then i removed his underware.

He was the gentlest man i knew.he was not rough but he was not weak.he had his passion back.  We cuddled afterwards.

We spent the whole weekend in my cell.  He enjoyed puting me in restaints. We had marital relations alot this weekend.  

“You know i love women in prison “he admited “you never said.”i told him. “It is a bit embarrassing.  It is a bit odd.  “He said.  “You should have told me. ” she said.  

The weekend put the spark back in our mariege.we continued to visit the prison. He got a promotion and a raise. Financial woes seam to abate.  We were happy again. 

The end.