I lit a cigarette and opened the zipper on my leather jacket. The April evening was warmer than I had thought. The street was busy with cars going back and forth and several of my student buddies walked by and waved at me. "Hey good looking, do you want a ride?" I turned to the soft voice and saw my girlfriend inside the convertible Audi. Liza was what eve...
As we stumbled out of the bar, after a pretty heavy night of drinking, four men in leather masks accosted us. One grabbed my girlfriend and put a gun to her head, the another one linked his arm in mine, pressing a gun to my ribs and hissed, "don't do anything stupid, or you'll wear her brains all over your nice leather jacket." They led us to a car parked i...
The following story is based on a true story. The first scene takes place in an internet chatroom… TEEN_COCKSUCKER Hello OLDER4YOUNGER Hiya TEEN_COCKSUCKER How r u? OLDER4YOUNGER Horny as fuck!!! U? TEEN_COCKSUCKER Same here lol, asl? OLDER4YOUNGER 48/m/uk u? TEEN_COCKSUCKER 18 m uk OLDER4YOUNGER Mmmm… nice what u look like? TEEN_COCKSUCKER 6’1 brn...
Dyrnwyn sizzled as heavy raindrops fell on the blade, but the eternal fire was never extinguished. Shepherd used the back of his hand to push the long black hair from the left side of his face. He had considered, more than once, just cutting all of his hair evenly. But he did like the long hair on the left, and the short hair on the right. Having it all shor...
Copyright © 2013 Naoko Smith A special thank you to Sara Rasmussen, my previous editor, from whom I learned so much about better writing. Diolch yn fawr to Bramblethorn for kindly picking up the tales when Sara couldn't continue. Please leave comments and feedback for me so I know what works and what doesn't as I write up the rest of this story. This seri...
Prologue I didn't know him. I think that's what stuck out to me the most, more than the mane of dark hair that fell around his shoulders, more than the tall boots, or the careworn jacket of black leather, or the chains that criss-crossed its lapel. These things certainly stood out to most people who passed him, surely, so prominent against the muted backgr...
"Be there in 10 minutes." The text said. Damn him. He knows it's a 35 minute walk. And he likes me to be ready and waiting. I took off my pants to remove my underwear and put my pants back on. I made the mistake of wearing them once. He tore them off and made me wear them around my neck all the way home. Thankfully no one saw. Shit, I better go. I fast wal...
I lied to my wife; well sort of. I told her that I was meeting friends from work for lunch, but what she did not know was that I had canceled those plans. I had something else in mind, but I was loath to do it. It had been a long time, but there is something inside of me, a deep need and desire, that makes me need to do it from time to time. I drove for...
Something about the sheer dress socks made Charles nervous. He was at his bed, fully dressed in his best three-piece suit, lush paisley tie knotted around his crisp cutaway collar, grosgrain braces to match, silk handkerchief spilling out of his breast pocket, glittering cufflinks--the whole nine yards. But he saved the sheer socks for last. It was the way...
At five thirty Shane, Joe and myself get in the van and climb into the back. We pick up the blindfolds and I'm about to put mine on when my phone vibrates. It's from Sir again. "Tie their hands behind their backs then put on your blindfold." "I'm to tie your hands," I tell them, "Sir's orders." I find leather restraints in the back of the van and I tether...