Three weeks after my blind date with the delightfully submissive Chris, the teasing waiter from the bar where our blind date had started came back into my life. We were hiring an office assistant, a general gofer, in the office, and there he was among the applicants. His application wasn't among the best, and I certainly didn't know him from Adam before the...
The chilly air rolled off of Lake Michigan into my quiet Chicago suburb and threatened us with yet another blizzard. I could see my breath materialize before me into faint wisps of steam, yet my body was still on fire. Our track coach told us that all distance runners were required to compete in a half-marathon later that month. I had just finished a seven m...
Sitting at the table with an empty pad of paper and a pen I had wanted to begin writing something, a poem, a story, maybe even a novel. All it would take is for me to pick up the pen and start and yet, I kept feeling things spin in my head as I struggled with what I was going to write. Each time I'd be certain I was ready, I'd grab the pen, but my mind would...
So there I was. I'm not sure how it came to this point or how my friend Josh calling me a little bitch pissed me off so much but it did. It almost drove me insane. People sometimes disrespect me or interrupt me and think I had just had enough. There he was completely naked save for his black socks. His legs handcuffed together, his hands taped to his chest...
I arrived at his house as scheduled. Last week, I had been invited to a wrestling match with John, and to my utter disbelief, he stripped me naked and humiliated me in front of a camera. I only hoped he hadn't sent the video elsewhere, or I will be screwed. John greeted me on the front door, complete with his nice-guy persona and all, but I know his true per...
We text during the week. I pass on two of my regular sub tops, telling them I'm not in the mood for their dick. I'm horny, but not for them. Diego, yes, we fucking exchanged names. Real names. He's kept me on edge all week. I'm no better. The text are flirty and I find myself looking forward to the damn things. He's ruining my game and I don't mind. I do hav...
Until I was 19 I worked as a farm hand. Feeding the animals, shovelling dung, tending the crops. All that changed the day Lord Sodomite came to my small town of Crandel. It was late summer, when the days were starting to get cooler but not today. My white open necked shirt was drenched in sweat and the sun was high. I was in the stables looking after the Coc...
I had finished a week long ticket out of the Employment Office's day labor office, which was five consecutive ten hour days of construction clean-up at ten dollars an hour. The three hundred fifty dollars I was paid at the end of the week would pay off the remainder of my rent for the month with plenty of money left over. For the first time in weeks, I was f...
Thanks for all the feedback to my stories. It's good to know that people enjoy it. * It had been about two weeks since my encounter with my new neighbor Bill, and it had been on my mind a lot since then. I hadn't talked to him at all, but would wave if I saw him getting in his car or when I was driving by. I was sitting on the porch again, thinking about...
I stepped a little bit too hard on the brake but I wanted to make sure I wasn't speeding. From my college days I knew this piece of crap country town was a speed trap. It had been years and years since my ticket here but I never forgot how awful that feeling was, especially on a college budget. I crested the hill and saw the police car parked on the side of...