Hello and thank you for visiting my blog. Well it is not so much a blog more a place to share all the things i have written, drawn and generaly played with over the last 10 years. Most of them are related to my love of smooth slick Latex and shiny PVC, as well as the delights of feminization. I also have a huge crush on British TV presenter Carol Vorderman (The perfect model of the older woman) as well as the gorgeous Keira Knightley. (more my age). There will be nothing harsh or nasty here, just fun things, naughty things, sexy things and yes, well, Kinky things. Basically it's a stroll through the kinky lanes of my mind. hope you have fun. XXX

Monday, 24 June 2013

An old story. Published for the first time..."The Five Cards"

Hi everyone,
 Here is the start of a new story.

The Five Cards
Part 1
Invitations and Donations

   On a school trip to Europe, you are staying at a very plush hotel in the centre of Paris, it is early in the evening when the knock on your door came, you open it to find your group leader Ms Upton and her assistant Ms Fullerton, both are clearly dressed for an evening out, with there hair up and faces fully made up, yet what really struck you as odd were the matching long black shiny PVC mackintoshes they wore, after all it was a warm summers evening, with no sign if rain. “Good evening Ms”, you say, they smile back.
 “Polite as ever Andrew, are you ready?, good, now come along the evening is young”.
 Your teachers had explained about the invitation to the party about a week ago, it was to be a charity event designed to raise money for a variety of private schools across Europe and each attending school was offered the chance to bring a pupil to participate, you had excepted the invitation with pride but felt Ms Uptons comment about finally not having to go to the event empty handed  a little odd.
Still in no time you are all in the back of an elegant black Mercedes heading out of the city. You talk about everyday things, about the trip and school,  they talk to you as an attentive Aunt might talk to a favourite nephew, asking you what music you like and what films, you should feel relaxed, yet, despite the cars air conditioning, ,you feel yourself begin to perspire. The closeness of these two beautiful ladies making you nervous, especially as Ms Uptons red polished fingertips are resting gently on your leg, whilst Ms Fullerton, sitting on your other side, plays with one of your hands on her plastic coated lap, her movements allowing the shiny vinyl to slip open to reveal a her long legs tightly bound in gleaming black leather . You swallow and take deep breath. This was too awesome.
   In time the conversion dries, but by then you are waiting outside the ornate red door, of the tree shaded chateau, Ms Upton and Ms Fullerton holding your hands as if you were a child. After a moment the wide door swings open an you are greeted by a tall stunningly beautiful blonde, she leaves you speechless , she is no older than you, with big blue eyes and full pink lips, she is simply stunning and dressed in the most amazing of outfits, a pure white silk French Maids uniform, everything is white from the delicate lace cap on her head to the gleaming high heels of her shoes, a stunning angel , you lower your eyes shyly. The three exchange words in fluent French, and you are welcomed inside. Whilst you are looking about the maid takes your teachers coats and when you turn back to their voices you catch your breath, they are dressed identically as before, but this time in skin tight black shiny patent leather pants and well tailored red silk blouses. The look is simple yet stunning, after a moment when they try to engage you in small talk, however, you can not help but notice the way your teachers stare at the maid as she moves away, their faces are filled with astonishment and excitement.
  Ms Upton squeezes your hand,. “Isn’t she beautiful Andrew?”, she whispers, “A real French Maid, don’t you think her uniform is gorgeous, all the frills and lace”. You remain silent taking the question as rhetorical, but she wants and answer, “Andrew?, don’t you think”.
 “Y..yes Miss”, you stammer, “yes she is very beautiful”.
 Their eyes never leaving the maid until the fall of high heeled steps make them turn. You are greeted again, this time by a maturer woman. About 40, but no less stunning, she wears a serve white silk blouse, trimmed with lace frills at cuffs and high collar, an ankle length skirt of black satin so figure hugging she looked to have been poured into it and on her feet she wears THE highest stiletto heeled court shoes in glossy black patent. Her beautiful face is heavily made up with dark lashed eyes and deep red lips. You had thought your teachers were beautiful, but they simply vanished next to this vision. “Bonjour”, she extends a gloved hand. Ms Fullerton excepts and once more you stand silent as words are exchanged.
        “Your maid is quite stunning”. Ms Fullerton says, a slight nervous tightness in her voice.
       “Thank you, a beautiful addition to our staff”,
       “Is…”, Ms Upton adds, before stumbling on her words, “….Sorry, was h…she from….”
       “ Yes Ms Upton, Christina came to us this time last year”. The woman smiles at your teachers clear uncertainty.
       “She is a real credit to you”. Ms Upton adds, clearly taking a deep breath. “Very beautiful”.
        “Again, thank you”. As the woman’s eyes narrow , she pauses, looks slowly from woman to woman  and then down to you. You feel yourself tremble. She drops her head to one side, looks you up and down and smiles. “Mmmmm”, she sighs “ pretty….I do hope you are playing tonight ladies?”
        “Yes”. Both women rely as one. “Yes we are”.

  To be continued


  1. Jennifer Willson27 June 2013 at 02:41

    This story looks like a real keeper, I look forward to the next chapter with great expectations. Well written Amanda.

    1. Hi Jennifer, how are you honey? Are you still writing?
      So glad you like this first part. I wrote it years ago, but thought it deserved editing and posting.
      hope you are well

    2. Hello again Amanda, I am well thank you very much, I did write a short story a few weeks ago 'Helen's Raincoats' posted on Gromet's Plaza. Please Please continue with your story.

    3. Hi Jennifer, I have not visited the Plaza for a while, but now I know you have a story on there I shall visit as soon as i can.
      Glad to know you are well Honey and still writing your super tales.
      Best wishes

  2. Off to a marvellous start. Can't wait to find out what happens next - and also more about that pretty maid.

    1. Thanks S, It is an old story, wish i had time to write that new one.

  3. very nice, reminds me of your great story helping hand

    1. Hi Anon,
      Oh thank you honey, any thought that i could match The Guiding Hand fills me with delight.

  4. Hi Andi

    is this story going on soon?
    i can barely await it


    1. I am trying to reform this story as soon as i can, but the file is very messed up so it may take a while. Vut kind words like yours will inspire me to do it.