DISCLAIMER: ALL CHARTERS ENGAGING IN SEXUAL ACTS IN THIS WORK OF FICTION ARE 18 YEARS OR OLDER. ***** Tapping of high heels on solid wooden floors echoed loudly in Lua's ears. Feelings of nausea turned summersaults in the pit of her stomach as sounds of fingernails rapping lightly on the wall outside the nursery door hung in the air. She knew that meant...
I looked at the two Vietnamese women opposite me. It made no difference to me which of them obtained the Labor Party support for councillor and Mayor of Brimbank: a municipality of Melbourne with a large Vietnamese population. As the local numbers man of the party I made party deals ignoring the people involved, and a Vietnamese mayor for the council elect...
I found myself strangely and extraordinarily embarrassed when I saw the leash and collar in Sassa's hand, for I had somehow felt Gloria and Stefania were more like peers and friends, despite my being stark naked and they fully clothed. More feelings coursed through me: excited to see lovely and erotically cruel Sassa, on whom I was developing a crush, yet...
I sat back in the big leather chair in my new office thinking over the changes that had happened in my life in just the last few days. I had been working in the marketing department of an advertising company here in Colorado for almost ten years now. I'm 39 years old and happily married, I keep myself in good physical condition, and I love my job and the peo...
This story is pure fiction. Any resemblance to any people real or imagined is purely coincidental. Chapter 1: I'm Only Sleeping My name is Natasha Hospes. And I want to tell you a story, A story about love. I grew up in a small town just outside LA. I got good grades at school, Especially in maths, I've always been good at maths. Which is lucky because I'...
Chapter Ten: The Professional Photographer Part One: Another visit to The Club A little over 2 weeks later, Casandra Hall was sitting at her desk thinking. She glanced at Lara, who was at her desk and smiled and thought to herself, "Life is good. I consider myself married to my Two Loves and we have six devoted Slaves. Life is good." Then she said, "Lara,...
I decided to take the short cut home, even though I hate driving on that creepy, bumpy, strange road at night. To me, it was the most desolate road in the bottom half of Illinois. Any other night I would have been terrified to use it. But she was with me. She must have sensed my uneasiness, because she reached over and placed her hand on my thigh. Oh, tha...
When I woke in the morning it was early and Yvonne was still coiled into a ball and fast asleep. I watched her for a while but then decided to get up. I put on a bath robe and headed down to the kitchen. I made coffee and sat at the rustic table and thought over the happenings of the past couple of days. I began to wonder how far I could push Yvonne. I had t...
"Mmmmm ... oh, yeah." Em's throaty murmur was barely audible above the forties' song and the crackle of flames devouring wood. A trickle of perspiration meandered down the shallow contour tracing one side of her curved spine. She sat atop Mac, hunched forward, her weight supported on arms propped to either side of Mac's hips. Em's head hung low, long black h...
This is a continuation to Changes Chapter 1. To appreciate this story I suggest you read the first part. Thank you for your feedback and comments on my first submission. It did encourage me to continue. As always, I'm open to criticism. This is a slow building story. I'd ideally like to submit it in one part. But that will take me forever. So I'm aiming...