Looking out from the train carriage window the incessant drizzle spattering against the glass as the field's race by. Excited by at last meeting the person who inspired pen to paper and assisted and nurture a fledgling virgin writer. Apprehensive about the meeting now. It seemed when first suggested such a good idea. Butterflies jumping like spring lambs in...
Graphic lesbian sex, questionable consent, and...well...blood-drinking. Also more than likely entirely derivative, albeit subconsciously. If any of that disturbs you, please skip this one. Comments welcome! I writhe naked on damp cotton sheets in a shallow restless sleep a few hours before dawn, the summer heat keeping me from any satisfying slumber. "Wak...
Chapter 1 "Do not be afraid; our fate. Cannot be taken from us; it is a gift." ― Dante Alighieri, Inferno Inferno is an upscale place; it is the best place you can go if a little sex with no attachments is what you are looking for. Only the best work here. Even the bouncers are delicious. Concrete steps lead up to the heavy oak double doors that gleam in...
The slave known to me as 22 prepared me for my first appearance in public. My body had been fully waxed two days earlier and she shaved my head and brow line so I was smooth everywhere. The daily shaving and the pleasures that followed had become something that excited me and I now associated hairlessness with submissive pleasure. When all of the pamperin...
Lorren drove up to the nondescript two-story building and parked right out front. Plain gray stone with plain white trim made the understated building blend in with the others on the block. She checked the piece of paper resting on the passenger's seat. Yeah, this was the right address, she thought. Her friend Anita recommended this place over a month ago,...
I was so nervous. I was almost to the restaurant where Emma and I were supposed to meet for the first time. I squirmed in my seat, sharply reminded that Andrew had ordered me to wear my butt plug for the meeting. I grumbled to myself, I knew I would be squirming and blushing so bad. Andrew also ordered that I tell her if she asked why I was behaving so oddly...
Seeing Jan's car in the drive made me start to sprint the last legs of my run toward the house. I hadn't seen her in days. She had somehow managed to avoid my every coming and going -- leaving early for work and not coming home until I had fallen asleep. I had gotten off work early today, so I am sure that will surprise her. Leaning against the front door,...
Dear Reader and of course my Dear Followers I have a request. If you'd like to suggest what might happen in Act 2. I will write it and publish it here. Send as many suggestions as you like and I will choose the one that turns me on the most. With love and respect, Suzy ****************************************** The Secret Theatre It is said that in the...
She cowered on the church steps. Her ivory satin, wedding gown was rumpled and dirty, a white-on-pearl rosebud veil tumbled off her straggling hair. A bouquet of wilting pink roses and baby's breath lay upside down beside her scuffed, silken slippers. "C'mon honey," a woman, wearing a blush-pink, bridesmaid dress, whispered while tugging at a non-responsive...
"I often enjoy this fantasy... I can imagine the scene in detail when I am playing with myself.... I nearly always come. "Basically, I am in a bare, wood panelled room. The wooden floorboards are bare, and the formal sash-window looks out on to a garden. "In one corner of the room is an old-fashioned, wooden, upright dressing mirror, tilted towards me so...