This story contains BDSM and bondage material please do not continue to read if you do not like that kind of thing. Thank you for reading, comments and ratings are appreciated. * "What's this?" Michael fingered the odd shaped toy; it was cool to touch and made of red rubber, with a wide bottom, a cord from the bottom and a wireless control next to it. "It...
When Seth pulled up in front of my house, I realized, exactly, how loud his truck really was. And how quiet my neighborhood was. He got out of his truck, and I cringed at the noise his door made. "That thing is really loud," I told him as he approached me standing in the middle of my front yard. He grimaced. "I know. I'm sorry. It needs help." I glanced a...
This is a description of what a Cat 3 hurricane is like for people who have never been through a hurricane: Sustained winds of 111 mph with gusts of up to 130 mph, some structural damage to small residences and utility buildings, with a minor amount of curtain wall, outside walls, failures. Mobile homes are destroyed. Flooding near the coast destroys smaller...
When Samuel got the text from his girlfriend Angelica he could tell that she was freaked out. She was at a downtown loft that she had rented out for the day for a photo-set assignment. She'd been hired on by a magazine she often did smaller pieces for, on this time for something a bit more grand. Angelica Quaid was just coming up in the adult erotica magaz...
This is the story of another time. The Vietnam war was tearing the country apart and young people were beginning to throw off the outdated rules of a society. The year was 1969 and the place was Boulder Colorado where two young men met and embraced their homosexuality. It is also a story of dominance and submission and the myriad emotions these roles bring f...
First, thank you to all of you who reached out to me about the saga that was/is John and Mace. Second, so many of you have lived with the characters and questioned their motivations that I felt compelled to try to answer your questions. So, this is the story of how Juan agreed to allow John back and how Juan and Mace emerged from the other side. I hope you l...
It's hard to believe it all started with some talk on a chat room. I was in college then, and always straight in real life, although not very successful with the ladies. But my dirty little secret was that I liked to go online and indulge my fantasy: being enslaved, feminized, and kept in chastity by a man. At first, I'd wander through chat rooms and find a...
The Master came home from the slave market carrying a small cage. He carried it with ease, as if it wasn't heavy. He took it into the most secure cell in the house. This cell was completely soundproof. It was solid steel all the way around, protected by three steel doors, each with a different locking mechanism. There were cameras linked to a main room whi...
The first time I saw Lester Hodges, the Midwest shopping mall developer and owner, was at the blood fights in Kampala, Uganda, in early November. He had invited his lawyer, Art Brandeis, out to attend the fights, and Art, one of my regular clients, had brought me along. Hodges was an ugly bear of a man, over six and a half feet tall, heavy to the point of o...
DISCLAIMER All characters contained within are entirely fictional; any similarity to any real or fictional person living or deceased is totally unintentional. Do not read this story if you do not enjoy reading about consensual sexual activities of an exhibitionist nature. Otherwise read on...... CHAPTER 1 It's funny how life can throw a spanner in the wo...