Please read my profile for my stance on comments. Feel free to email suggestions or to start a conversation. Private messages work too. Charles Dickens: "The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again." + + + + My doctor's words still echoed in my mind as I was driven home. "Sit on your hands. Take it easy. Nothing stressful. Walk, but don't p...
Jolie blinked sleepily, gazing slowly about her. Familiar gold silk curtains shrouded the circular bed laden with pillows of ruby, chocolate, cream and gold. Morning light filtered softly through the trio of tall stone archways leading to a circular balcony overlooking the green hills and smooth lakes of Alverda. A smile curved Jolie's lips as her gaze fell...
Warning: This story contains graphic scenes depicting pain. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characte...
We finally had a whole day off together and I had grand plans of a day wrapped around each other in bed, a tangle of sheets, bodies pressed up against each other, ignoring the rest of the world. So when you inform me that some of the guys are coming round for an afternoon in front of the TV I'm fuming. Not only does this mean I will be having to cook for eve...
I nuzzle in close and claim your left breast giving it a soft, tender kiss before sucking your nipple in between my lips. Ms. Debbie alights onto your bed just on the other side of you and moves to your right breast tentatively; Maybe it's been a very long time since she last sucked on a woman's breast- maybe this is her first time. Our faces are now intim...
Jade wandered around in a bit of a fog the entirety of the next day. Akim did not call for her again. Honoring his word? Or taking his rejection like a man? Her feet carried her aimlessly from one part of the palace to the next while she searched out each entry point. It was approaching sunset when she passed through the main forecourt and saw Nahid. She l...
Prologue: The following narrative is a continuation of the previously published All in the Family and The Manhandler, which you might want to read first. As always, comments are welcome as long as they are constructive. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- After Rita introduced her sister T...
Alan Yeager sat at the hotel bar nursing his beer as most of the men around him watched the ball game on the overhead television. The twenty-six-year-old really had no interest in the game, but had come to the bar with a few new friends in order to be sociable. The dark-haired young man was a history teacher from East Bedford. Five nine with a slim, muscula...
There were six screens in total, one for each of those being monitored. Their heart rate, blood pressure and neural receptors all key indicators. The technician made gentle adjustments to the controls in response to certain measurements that she noticed on each of the screens before her. Behind her a woman in a business suit watched on. Paula Hamilton was sk...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. It began with the premise of me wondering what would my perfect wife be like. Don't get me wrong, I have a wonderful wife, and I love her very much, but nobody's perfect. I'm not and she's not. So, this story was born out of "what if." This chapter entails bondage, spanking and vaginal and anal sex. It's all done in...