[Note: In the world of espionage a "velvet interrogation" is one in which the subject doesn't know it's an interrogation at all.] Chapter One: Chet "I think the camps possibly seemed worse than they really were because I was in a cushy environment one day and then in the camps and then back to a cushy environment. I suppose for those in the camps it wasn't...
Part I Talk about your bad luck. My department was sending someone to the West Coast for a week-long training course. I put my name in, thinking it'd be cool to see Silicon Valley, or maybe even San Francisco, but once I was told I was accepted for the program I was told I'd be taking it in Sacramento. Nothing against it, of course -- but it's a deadly dull...
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It was shaping up to be a stressful day for Paul. The eighteen year old had spent the morning on his family's private golf course and most of the afternoon getting acquainted with his new private masseur only to enter the west kitchen for a snack and be blatantly disrespected by Alphonse, the uncouth new pool cleaner, causing him a level of stress he was not...
Author's note: those readers of the Peeing on the Peeper series will recognise the Leather Man character from one of its chapters. In that story the Leather Man was not allowed his wicked ways with the Peeper, so I've created a story especially for him. * The phone rang in my office and since my useless assistant was on one of his two-hour fuckin' lunch br...
© Copyright jvaughn, 2014, 2015. All rights reserved. Copyright violators will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. Chapter Thirteen Raeden woke up with a roar of anger coming from his throat. He was lying naked on a padded table. He also seemed to be completely paralyzed, except for his head. What the fuck? Even as he started to morf, he took...
Folsom gave a muffled scream of terror and pain as the knife struck him. It, surprisingly, was only a glancing slice across his naked thigh. But trussed up as he was, spread-eagled naked and bound on the bed with sexual devices possessing every orifice, he was completely at the mercy of whatever game Sten was playing. He steeled himself for the next slice of...
Something came up at work and now I am a day behind the rest of the guys on our yearly fishing trip to North West Ontario, Canada. This trip is my escape from reality with nothing but big sky, fishing, and beers with the guys for a week. I just left home in Des Moines, Iowa later than expected and with a new found level of stress. An unexpected outage halted...
"Look, honey," proclaimed Kamron as he held a mirror in front of his client. "I like it," she declared with a smile. "How much," she asked. "Fifty-five," the five-foot-nine-inch big booty effeminate hairdresser replied. "Alright," she said digging through her purse. "Oh damn. I left my billfold in my other purse. Do you mind if I get Tavares to drop it of...
I look up at the ceiling, feeling as hopeless as I did the day before. I feel like I was buried under a tonne of bricks then someone dropped a building on top of the carnage. My phone vibrates from under my body, and I lift myself up and reach for it with my hand. Someone is calling me. "Steven" the screen reads. I press ignore, hoping he'll get the hint a...