When I came back into the chamber, the two tormentors were with the Master on the other side of the room. The Master had removed his clothes so that he, too, was naked. His cock was at full attention. I was not sure which of the men were going to carry out the next round of punishment on the culprit, but I knew it didn't matter. All three cocks could easily...
Riding the backroads between Butterworth on the Malay peninsula, across the water from the island of Penang, and the plantation manor at Taman Binjai on Mountjoy, with Sebastian on the lead behind me, I glimpsed a disturbance off in a cinnamon tree field at the side of the pathway. An undulating furry pelt peeked out incongruously from between the cinnamon t...
"Wait for it, lad," Graham Morris whispered to Benji, as they both watched the hulking young man being pulled in multiple directions by five Cavalier King Charles spaniels in Graham's direction across a patch of grassland above the Tauranga beach. It was Saturday morning and the bit of parkland adjacent to the New Zealand coastal town's beach was designated...
The light coming through the bay window in the captain's cabin at the stern of the Helena was eerie, as often is the case as dawn creeps in, but it was more peculiar than that. Clouds were scudding across the sky in ominous, dark formations, and the sea was unusually choppy. The captain said that this often was this way as the ship neared the Jamaica coast,...
[This is a completed five-chapter novellete, with chapters posting twice a week and the work completed posting by the end of the third week in February 2011] It surprised me later that I'd seen the white Bentley convertible with the tan leather top before I focused on him. When I did see him standing there, smiling at me, trying to get a good look at the...
Crashing through the undergrowth of the tropical trees in the hot, humid air, Kweku fought to understand where he'd gone wrong. It wasn't his fault that Nana Opuku Ware, the Ashanti King, favored him, a by-blow, over the son who would be king, Okyere. Kweku had overheard Okyere whining to the king, telling him that Kweku was revealing to the Dutch team cam...
Sunday, 2 April 1865, Richmond, Virginia The nine-block walk west along East Broad Street from the First African Church at the corner of College and East Broad was strangely bustling this Sunday morning at 9:00 a.m. The previous Sunday had been quiet at this time. In fact, Temple's, where Eaton Matthews lived and worked, at Grace and 4th Street, had existed...
Quick Explanation: Not real, didn't happen. All original. All characters 18 and older. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ He stood on the shores of New Orleans, the bayou calling out to him. His body trembled with the effort not to get his mind in faster than his body would allow, and he couldn't help but to revel in the sweet voices that called out in his head. Nathaniel... h...
Allen came to the window of his Maple Street bungalow and looked out at the driveway at the unmistakable sound of the purring of an expensive sports car. He had arrived in time to see Jack unfold his elegant six-foot-four frame out of the red Porsche Carrera convertible and run his hand through a thick mane of auburn hair with frosted highlights. The man was...
I didn't know if it was the unseasonal heat or the heavy work we'd done that day or Jake's scary stories or Miguel's empty bed that kept me awake in the dormitory that night, but I had nervous energy to spare. I would doze, but I'd wake up with a start and look over at Miguel's bed, the emptiness of it now explained, and then I'd check all of the other beds...