Amber thought the exam was a little odd, but knew not to ask why the specific position in the specific manner. She didn't want to sound like she was thinking. Master had told her early on that if she decided to proceed with him and go the distance, she'd better learn to prove her obedience by way of unquestioning compliance. Asking or interjecting or suggest...
CHAPTER TWO Come as you are, as you wereAs I want you to beAs a friend, as a friendAs an old enemy -- Nirvana, Come As You Are October 20, 2001 Sunrise hit my bedroom window, scattering light into every dark corner of the room, symbolizing rebirth and the hope of a new day. I flipped the blinds. Rebirth and hope could go fuck themselves. I lay on my ba...
"You are one - hundred percent correct, John - your father was Liberal - AND your grandfather was a Liberal, too!" he stated emphatically - as if it were something to be proud of. He reaffirmed what I already knew - that I was the only logical male in our families recent history. Mr. Jensvold took a bite out of his sandwich, chewed it slowly then swallowe...
After Tara had gone I checked on Tina, still sleeping off the whipping she had received the night before. I let Ella sleep until midday, then went to wake her with a cup of tea and two slices of buttered toast. She lay sprawled in the disarrayed bed, the duvet half-thrown off, the floor littered with items of clothing, sex toys, a discarded lube and Ella's b...
Author's notes: Thanks again to everyone to wrote in or commented on November(my Halloween Story) As I promised in my comment there, this story is a bit different for me. No one flying through the air backwards and upside down with their hair on fire. It's a more emotional simpler story. My esteemed editor suggested that there should be two endings, but a lo...
Author's Notes: In Part 2 Ben begins to connect with this neighbors in new and unexpected ways. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. ******** Chapter 7 Ben's first sensation was scent. Spice, warm, rich, he felt himself floating through it. Sound was next but it came in slowly and the tone was wrong...
This is my seventh installment on my first submission. I would like to thank Kightshado, and MarionRed for reviewing this chapter. I will try and get chapter eight out within a week or two. I hope you enjoy. ***** Sunday 11/26/2006 ***** My name is Paul Beckson, and I live in a travel trailer, for the time being. It is on a ten acre farm in Arkansas. I hav...
IN THE BEGINNING The city limits were perhaps thirty miles away and rain clouds loomed behind him as Matt Weaver picked up his walking pace although aware he couldn't outpace a wind-driven rain. Matt figured it was better to get soaked later than sooner. He heard a vehicle slowing. It could be the cops. The highway was pretty deserted because it was not qu...
I was sitting in the company box just to the third base side of the Braves dugout. Because of a conference that pulled most of the company's executives out of Atlanta, I had it all to myself. It was the fourth inning and the Braves had a comfortable 5 - 2 lead over the Diamondbacks when I spotted the two girls attempting to sneak into the adjacent box. I k...
"Stay here," Gabriel instructed as he rushed to the living room in search of his cell phone. Alena tried to follow but was nowhere as fast. When she stood, the room started spinning and the floor began swaying up and down. Suddenly, she felt as though she were on a ship, rocking on the ocean. She wondered if the cabin was swaying in the river's current. Thin...