Thank you for your wonderful response to my first two stories. "Looking for Mr. Wells" and "My Cross Country Adventure". This story finds me getting involved in another unusual relationship, this time with an older gentlemen. * Chapter 1. Locker room flirting. It was all I could do to keep from getting aroused in an obvious way. I was already plenty excit...
Chapter Twenty - The Fixer-Upper He almost felt tempted to walk through the door and yell 'honey, I'm home', but somehow he wanted to take Aron by surprise. No such luck, though, as the guy was expecting him, his arms crossed over his chest and a stony look on his face. "So, what do you want to tell me?" Aron spoke first. "What? No smooches?" Carter opene...
BDSM clubs are absolutely not for everybody, not even people who like BDSM. It takes something that is usually private and brings it right out in the open. The club that I have been a member of for four years allows everything short of fucking in the main hub, the giant area that most people hang out in. Every time I walk in I'm usually greeted with the soun...
TRIGGER WARNINGS: Simulated Rape, Pain (1 drop blood), Male Bi/Gay, MaleDom, FemDom, Family (no incest), Consensual Non-Consent, and Sex Work (idealized) The only coercion is from a sense of duty to family. All over 18. Credits: Edited by the 'Erotic Confectioners. Many thanks to Onyx03, and Jasmine27 as well as others for editing this story. Note: Nine c...
Chapter Twenty - Keeping It Real What would they talk about? Aidan was dragging his feet a little as he walked from the car to the door. He knocked and waited patiently. In the silence of the evening, he could almost hear his heart beating fast. Nervously, he wiped his palms and smoothed down his suit in the process. He had a mind to turn on his heels and r...
Author's Note: This story is inspired by/for slave sal of Florida. It is a fantasy of what his perfect slave life would be, and who knows, maybe it will come true. Of course, I couldn't help but put myself in it as well :) . I'm also conforming to some of his slave voice style of writing. There will be some "inspired by actual events" parts as well. Enjoy!...
And his wife and son I breathed on my new chromed nametag and polished it on my sleeve. I had been promoted: Sergeant Lincoln Lovel. I attached it to my blue uniform shirt, checked myself out one more time in the mirror, and walked outside to the police car in my driveway. Life is good. My utility belt gleamed, newly polished; my buttons all glittered; even...
Special Forces Captain learns love in prison; so does wife They say it just take one fuck-up to ruin a perfect score, and I kept hearing that in the back of my mind as I ran over the sand dunes, damning myself for getting separated from my team! Bullets hitting around me, spitting up little yellow geysers of sand, and behind me the chunk-a sound of AK-47s l...
I hope you enjoy this chapter. Sorry it took me longer than usual to post this chapter. I had originally planned this to be ONE long chapter, but it proved too bulky. So now you get TWO chapters at once! Hope you enjoy it. This also means that now there will be a total of at least 14 chapters when the series is completed. Maybe more! DISCLAIMER: The follow...
Thhhhhump!! "UUUUGHHH!" "AAGGHH FUCK!" Fuckin' hell - I didn't mean to run into him - damn, I didn't mean to run into anyone, but I just did - literally. I'd just panicked as I realised that I'd left a brand new hard drive on the back seat of the car. I'd just bought it along with a small fortune's-worth of other computer bits and pieces...and while I'd...