I just could not start without him. Even imagining my wildest dreams it wasn't the same. Richard was on the train coming over, but he said it was delayed and he would be about an hour late, so there was I all ready but there was no one to share. I guess it was my fault, but it was always the same when I knew Richard was coming to see me for our weekly sess...
Maybe a couple of times a week, I go to a gym during my lunch break. It's in the Hyatt Hotel in the posh part of town and has high fees, but the facilities are good. Yesterday I felt the need for a stretch and work out and headed over. I was about half way through my routine, doing leg raises on one of the weights machines, gazing at one of the TVs across th...
My assignment in The Hague was completed, had a holiday with Knut, and carried out a successful Escort assignment in Guernsey for Bjorn. I was now working in Southampton for a company who managed clean-up operations for oil and chemical spills. I had just completed a series of legal negotiations for them in Aberdeen and was looking forward to going home to...
The farmhouse was a 1950s tract house, dropped into the wilderness. The man in camo fatigues made Tom take the lead through the back door, across the kitchen, and down the stairs to the basement. The space at the foot of the stairs was a laundry room, with a washer, dryer, and a big wash basin. The rest of the basement was walled off, with sheet metal doors...
PREFACE: The following is, in the most part, based on a true story of how a young man was changed from an innocent youth into a cock-loving slut in one of the most dreaded prisons at that time. Those readers who have been an inmate in the old prison at Raiford, Florida might possibly identify with some of the characters in this story and will easily agree ho...
CHAPTER ONE: Skill of Soul: Frost Monarch 3:23 a.m. Jun sat upright in his bed, sweating and panting heavily, staring at the open palm of his hand. There, in the very center, was a small ice crystal forming. It was floating and twirling about in the darkness gracefully. Jun would've been delighted by its presence -- had it been anywhere other than on his b...
By Jason Land CHAPTER 1 The room echoed with the inimitable sound of a well applied cane mating with a pair of well muscled buttocks. Valerius Titus Nero was in process of correcting an errant slave and the final stroke of the switch he was using left the tenth livid furrow across the recipients arse. "Stay exactly where you are, bent across that table...
The shadow by the stairway to the Helios deck of the MS River God drew back and sheathed the blade that had been held at the ready lest a moonbeam cast its damning light on dark intent. Just moments to a death now. The increased intensity of the groaning and moaning from the only occupied lounger on the rooftop deck of Rhine River luxury cruiser told of th...
Sunlight seeped around the curtains, but Hunter had been awake for several hours. He knew there was something he was missing. Something Ty had hoped to experience on their no-holds barred weekend, but he couldn't think of anything. He'd been turning the thought over and over in his mind. He gleaned through anything and everything they'd told each other over...
James woke with a start. He sleepily opened his eyes to observe his surroundings. The air was salty and moist. Despite any dream he might have had, James was in the building he had spent nearly his whole life in: the king's harem. His hands were shackled to the wall, as they always were in the morning. He was completely nude, and shaven all over his body, s...