For earlier stories in this series, see "Bite of the Schlange" and "Siren Song Symphony" * The black ship glided up the Italian coast and hove to in Laguna Venita. The Venetians were a strange and decadent lot; only they would sustain a tradition of a two-day annual festival "celebrating" the twelfth-century visitation of the Black Plague to their canal ci...
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...
Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting feedback. It helps with becoming a better writer and it's always an ego boost, so feel free to reach out. I will always respond! The usual spiel: This isn't a stroke story, (more porn with...
I'd like to thank DeadlyNyghtshayde for betaing and editing, even though I know she wanted to go off and beat the crap out of someone after reading it. Please note, this is a gay male story, and is extremely reluctant and borders closely with rape. If you don't like stories like that, then don't read this, please. ================ ::Three shots. My entir...
INTRODUCTION This is the story of how I underwent three regression therapy sessions with surprising revelations about my present life, love and personal circumstances Chapter 1: Opening Scene It was 7pm and I was beginning to get nervous, wondering if this was such a good idea after all. For the umpteenth time I had glanced at my watch, looked out of li...
The two men sat before the fire, drinking brandy and avoiding telling eye contact, as the woman fussed with the baby. The host already knew he had won. The guest's father sat in the shadows, weak and spent but eyes darting about, seeing and understanding everything. Gazing at the baby lovingly and longingly, the host thought, "Someday." When the woman took t...
"Please say something," I say, no louder than a whisper. Anything more than that would have sent me toward a breakdown. This is not how I imagined telling him. It wasn't supposed to happen when we both least expected it and I had no game plan worked out in my head. I threw myself into this wildly, like a bull in a china shop. And I was destroying everythin...
Don't panic if this seems familiar! This is the original version of a scene from a book I wrote that I ended up majorly toning down for the actual novel (it ended up being a love story, so I wanted to start the book off far less... mean). I still liked the scene I originally wrote, so I decided to put it here for people to enjoy! This story has non-con eleme...
Fuck! Why did I agree to meet his ass here in the first place, I thought. I shook my head and cracked my knuckles as I stood at the bottom of the dozen or so cracked cement stairs leading up to the gym entrance. For some reason I couldn't move. I just stood there looking up at the glass doors. I felt stupid. Five long years had passed since I'd seen or hear...
A clenched fist struck him right in the jaw, right at the edge of his well-groomed mutton chops and the spot blossomed in pain. He didn't keep his guard up and paid for it dearly. The crowd that surrounded the make-shift ring roared. He staggered back at the sheer force of the blow, his eyes losing and regaining focus. The rage welled up inside him and he pu...