I sat back down next to Rob and the journalist came over to us and sat on the sofa on the other side of the coffee table, facing us. "From the look on your faces, I suppose you know I'm not here to interview you," he told us somberly. "So, what are we here for?" Tom snapped nastily. He looked at us with a slight smile on his face and opened the folder he...
**I promise this isn't the end, there's more Dean and Ben to come. I hope you enjoy. -Penny** What he'd felt after Laura left him felt shallow in comparison to the pain-coated emptiness inside him now. Nothing mattered anymore, Dean's cold dismissal broke something in him. Worst part was that he couldn't figure out where he'd gone wrong. Dean didn't call,...
It was at the beginning of the summer, circa 1990, and Pete had just returned home from university. He would have enjoyed spending the entire summer lazing around and taking it easy, but he needed a job. University was expensive and although his parents helped out with the bulk of the cost, they didn't have the money to allow for anything other than the esse...
The sun scorched the hiker as he crossed Fontana Dam. It was late morning and, though it was only the middle of May, the heat and humidity was already unbearable. Sweat drenched the hiker's red bandanna wrapped around his head. His mid-weight boots plodded on the asphalt. Despite his discomfort, he stopped for a moment to snap off a couple of photos of the m...
(Authors Note: This is the 12th installment in the Brownstone series. In reading order they are: Michael Ch01,02 Charles Ch01,02,03 Michael Ch03, Ch04,05 Scott Ch01,02,03 Stay tuned! The best is yet to come!!) The alarm clock jarred me from sleep I felt I just fallen into. I rolled over and looked at the clock and wondered why I even bother when I know th...
All characters in this story are over the age of 18. ***** Kristy laughed along with the rest of the crowd packed into the sloping grassy knoll, which was located in front of the stage at the annual state fair with attendees spread out on blankets and chairs. Up on stage, a hypnotist was going through his hilarious routine with eight volunteers who were...
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...
Chapter One I live in a small hick town and yes, at 20 years of age I am still living at home with my mother. We own a small three-bedroom house, nothing out of the ordinary yet mom and I fixed it up to be quite cozy and comfortable. My mom has been working as a waitress at little diner located at the other end of town for quite a few years now, the money s...
Author's note: Contains non-consensual/reluctant sex / femdom / BSDM / bondage. Please note, I understand that in the BDSM community consent is paramount, and that is not accurately reflected here in some scenes. Which is, in fact, the whole point. * * * 7.49 a.m. What kind of a time was that to a university student? 7.49 a.m. wasn't supposed to exist for...
As I took the long elevator ride down from my ex-wife's lawyer's office, I began to contemplate how at 42 I had arrived at that point in my life. With just our signatures we had ended 18 years of marriage. Of course in truth it was over well before I signed the formal document. The home we had built together had been sold weeks earlier. Our possessions had b...