As I walked back to my car I attempted to block the thoughts and images out of my head. What did I just do? I cheated on my husband with a woman! One that lives above a leather sex shop! What the hell has come over me? As I drove home I looked at the clock. It read two-thirty. I had left this morning at nine. How long had I been in Eleanor's' loft? How long...
I pulled up in front of the piano bar and a couple of spaces over I could see Layla's car. I got out and walked into the bar. It was really nice inside. Several little tables all around room with low hanging lights. There was a small dance floor for those who wanted to move. There were lounging couches but my favorite part was the colors. It was done in autu...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story picks up from No Holds Barred in Boston, which was based on the idea/request of a fan who wishes to remain nameless. We rejoin the action in a secluded retreat in Colorado, shortly before Trish gets back in the ring with Victoria. ***** Chapter One Mickie had to go back to the master bedroom to get the key for the handcuffs. Whil...
"I've got a wild one for you tonight, Bel!" "Hi, Margie!" The black jailer looked up from the novel she had only just started reading but was already bored with. "What have you got for me?" "Public intoxication. Her boyfriend was pulled over for D.U.I. He's being booked next door." At that point the female police officer pulled into view her protesting fem...
"Lyssa, I can't believe what your saying. You won't have sex with me of your own accord, but you would have me beat you into submission. I can't get my head around that. I feel like I'm in some weird waking dream. Do you mean that you'd allow me to beat you without condemning me for it? I find this so bizarre that I'm not certain you actually said what I thi...
It was dark. Impossibly dark. Dark, that was, except for a single dim lamp that hung from the tall ceiling, swaying lazily in the light breeze that blew through the basement, creaking eerily as it did so. The large, spacious room was empty, devoid of all furniture except a large wooden bench set off to one side. The only sign that it wasn't completely abando...
Cold steel. It's the feel of restriction, of futile struggle. It's around my wrists and barring my access to freedom. It cuts the shafts of sunlight into pale ribbons that lie uselessly across the concrete floor. All this for a little public disturbance? Give me a break. They should be out there catching real criminals. Clang Clang Clangety Clang. Some co...
Before anything else, I want you naked, exposed. Your pale flesh laid out before me like the gift it is. My eyes long to slowly glide over every curve before my hands follow suit. I want you to know, just from the look in my eye, how desperately I want you. After slowly peeling off your clothes, my eyes locked on yours the whole time, I look you up and down...
Percy rummaged through her room looking for the last bit of her outfit. She was almost ready, all she needed now was her favorite pastel blue choker with the charm on the front stating in bold letters "MY BODY IS BEAUTIFUL". Percy's best friend, Bea, got it for her during a time in Percy's life when she had extremely low self esteem. Now, Percy had learned t...
"Your Organizer is here!" Emma places her purse on the entry side-table. "Mmm, I need to be sorted-out!" You say, emerging from behind a corner wearing a lab coat, lace knickers and medical gloves. "Shut the front door!" You snap your gloves. Emma slams the door on command and opens her wool trench. Pockets in the liner reveal neatly arranged lubes and vib...