Jingle Bells I would like to thank Jane Doe (LesbianLitChic) for reminding me just how much fun a good bondage story can be. I also want to thank Ryan (Fetishand) for the awesome artwork that helped inspire this story. ***** Sweat ran in rivers off Alex's face to join the stream the made its tickling route down her spine. Any other time the sensation...
Alison sat there by the porthole window, bored, fiddling with the strap of her Leica camera, when is this contraption going to finally take off? she wondered, stuck in Paris aboard a decaying old Imperial Airlines bi-plane from Croydon that morning. They were headed for Marseilles on the next leg of her trip to Juba in the Anglo Egyptian Sudan. At Marseilles...
I hate Rock, Paper, Scissors. At least when it caused me to have to do something I didn't want to do. It was the tradition my roommates and I utilized to decide- well, everything. In many cases I won and wasn't forced to do whatever task that struck up the game, but tonight wasn't my night. Three rounds and I was on my way to the grocery store to pick up the...
STOP! Don’t read this until you’ve read parts one and two! You can click on my name at the top and the new page will have the entire saga all lined up for you. You’ll also be able to see some of my other brain farts. Chapter Four I-95: Next Exit, Hell Both the sunset and Baltimore’s congestion were behind her as she headed north on I-95. Laura could get i...
The party at Jackie D's had only begun at half past six, but by a quarter to eight it was already winding down. That was pretty much the norm for after hour's parties, especially when thrown by a firm that was only willing to foot the bill for the first two rounds. Once people had to reach into their own pockets, most employees usually decided it was time to...
Purgatorio or Paradiso? Alex blinked in the morning light. For a moment she was unsure where she was then remembered the previous night and how Zabi and herself had ended up walking through the woods naked, then the subsequent meeting with Jinn and the primal thrill that followed. Being fairly new to the world of domination she had never considered how diff...
Rachel walked briskly. After a long day in a stuffy law firm breathing canned air it felt good to stretch her legs. She could have taken a cab but this was much more satisfying. Busy Washington traffic flowed by smoothly, the rush hour long past. Ahead loomed the bus station which marked the subway she was aiming for. An alleyway crossed just past the main...
Kassandra sat upon her front porch looking out into the woods, beyond those she could see the tops of the mountains. Dressed in her baggy Grey sweatpants and her Jeff Gordon racing t-shirt she rocked in the handmade cedar rocking chair. She watched the fog begin to lift from the ground, watching it head toward the peaks of the mountains as the sun started to...
Sometimes when I’m writing, I try to write with purpose. I try to write a story with a compelling theme or message, with a well-thought-out and interesting plot that will stick with you and make you feel something that makes it transcend normal wank material to become something more. Other times, I hornily mash my keyboard for a few hours until I’ve got a b...
Authors note: I seriously want to thank Wax Philosophical for supplying the scenario featured in this story, for supplying the superb title and for the loan of Natasha and Charlotte. I hope I managed to do them justice. ATM. ***** A Night at the Opera As they entered the dining room of the Hôtel Regina Louvre, Alex glanced at Zabina. She looked beauti...