Gowenlock on Gromet's Plaza Archive

Cocked and Locked!

Sun, 12 Oct 2008 00:00:00 +0000

I’m a police officer, a blond girl in my late 20s, and I am single by choice. I am very career oriented, taking extra training courses and continuing my education in law enforcement. I like my job and I work hard at it, often putting in extra hours after my shift is over.

Being a girl in a male-dominated profession, I have to be a bit of a “ball-buster”. I may not be model material but I look good in uniform, and the other cops are always trying to hit on me. Most of them are married, and I prefer not to date my colleagues anyway, so my social life is a little slow.

Where The Sun Don’t Shine

Sun, 14 Sep 2008 00:00:00 +0000

I picked up an old wooden police night stick at a yard sale. I know it is an older model simply because it is made of hardwood (new police nightsticks are made of fiberglass). It is a little more than 4 centimeters in diameter and when I got it home I sawed it off to about 25 centimeters long. I sanded down the rough edges and shined up the beautiful black color, and immediately the nightstick and I became very good friends.

Yet Another Taxing Day

Fri, 15 Jul 2005 00:00:00 +0000

continues from another taxing day

Saturday, April 12th, 2003, Saturday, April10th, 2004, and Saturday, April 9th, 2005 have something in common. They are the last Saturday before the income tax filing deadline of April 15th. My husband George is a procrastinator, and always waits until the last weekend to prepare his tax return. We are both self-employed professionals, and so we file separately. (My tax return had already gone out in the mail).

Airbed Self-Bondage

Tue, 12 Apr 2005 00:00:00 +0000

We live right next to a golf course, and my husband George is an avid golfer, to the point where he owns his own golf cart, and he can take the cart directly over to the clubhouse at tee time.

I don’t like to play golf. I tried it a few times but I am not very good at it, and it just doesn’t excite me.

So while my husband plays golf I play with self-bondage. He is usually gone for several hours, which is just about the right length of time for me to be ready to be released when he returns. He always takes advantage of whatever situation I have gotten myself into and makes me suck him or otherwise service him before he releases me, and so we both enjoy my self-bondage.

Hang Tough

Mon, 20 Dec 2004 00:00:00 +0000

We live right next to a golf course, and my husband George is an avid golfer, to the point where he owns his own golf cart, and he can take the cart directly over to the clubhouse at tee time.

I don’t like to play golf. I tried it a few times but I am not very good at it, and it just doesn’t excite me.

Stocks & Bonds

Mon, 22 Nov 2004 00:00:00 +0000

We live right next to a golf course, and my husband George is an avid golfer, to the point where he owns his own golf cart, and he can take the cart directly over to the clubhouse at tee time.

I don’t like to play golf. I tried it a few times but I am not very good at it, and it just doesn’t excite me.

Another Taxing Day

Thu, 10 Jun 2004 00:00:00 +0000

Saturday, April 12th, 2003, and Saturday, April 10th, 2004 have something in common. They are the last Saturday before the income tax filing deadline of April 15th. My husband George is a procrastinator, and always waits until the last weekend to prepare his tax return. We are both self-employed professionals, and so we file separately. (My tax return had already gone out in the mail).

On Saturday, April 12th, 2003, George tied me spreadeagled and naked on our king-size 4-poster bed for most of the day so that I couldn’t tease or distract him.

A Taxing Day

Thu, 20 May 2004 00:00:00 +0000

A Taxing Day by Gowenlock A Taxing Day By Gowenlock

Saturday, April 13th, 2002, and Saturday, April 12th, 2003, have something in common. They are the last Saturday before the income tax filing deadline of April 15th. My husband George is a procrastinator, and always waits until the last weekend to prepare his tax return. We are both self-employed professionals, and so we file separately. (My tax return had already gone out in the mail).