We spent the rest of the day drinking, with Sarge giving me an occasional golden cocktail, or when he felt like it a golden shower in the main bathroom. As he said, there was bound to be a golden shower in the movie we were due to start shooting on Monday, so I may as well get used to it. I didn't mind – as I said earlier, I'd had a pretty strict upbringing...
Sighing as I walked through the woods I realised there was a deathly calm feeling about the night that was unnerving to me. Whenever the woods where this quiet and calm it meant something was coming and that something was usually trouble. As I walked closer and closer to the ancient tree of our world it began to take shape, it took the shape of a young woman...
Jarred was heading home after having spoken with his girlfriend about her helping him to prepare for Darnell. They were to meet tomorrow morning and spend all day turning him out. She would start using toys and strap ons to loosen him up, show him how to deep throat, and tutor him in the art of pleasing superior black men and working on BBC like a proper who...
At exactly 4pm I opened the door that led into the address on the ruler. A man greeted me at the door called me by name and ushered me inside. I had expected to enter into a foyer. I think I had imagined a dimly lit hallway that led to an apartment that Mr. George kept for clandestine meetings like this. Instead I found myself in a grandly appointed lobby th...
I lay in the back of his warm car, my head spinning and pain running through my body. I’m aware of his stopping and running into our building. He left the car running to keep me warm. I was expecting him to help me inside and to my bed, but he ran in on his own. I waited for what seemed like hours until he came back out and threw his suitcases and a few extr...
I graduated high school a few years ago and was still living at home. My mother never bothered me about a job at first, but now she is starting to pester me about getting some kind of work. She goes on about how a job is good for you and builds character and so on. We're pretty well to do and live in a great, safe part of town. She reminds me all the time th...
*If you're just getting to this story for the first time, welcome... but please know you've arrived at chapter 3 of a series that makes more sense when read from the beginning. Also, please be warned- this story is geared to those who enjoy a SLOW BURN and mental kink as much as the physical. ----------------------------- Somehow, I dragged my sorry ass t...
NOTE: The students represented are all of 18 years of age and in college. WARNING: I tend to use the "n-word" in my stories quite a bit. If you cannot handle reading that word, then this story isn't for you! Remember that this story is entirely fictional and should not be taken seriously by anyone. =========================== College was tough for me. I'm...
Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) All Rights Reserved © 2020, Rick Heathen This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental...
"Hold. Help me up, I . . ." Li was wheezing from the climb up the lower reaches of Paradise Mountain—Tien Tang Shan—with little faith that he could climb as far up the challenging path as the parting stones. He had reached out for the arm folds of Junjie's scarlet-red silk robe, but the youth skittered away from him, farther up the rising stone path, anxious...