Penny was frozen in horror for a moment as we looked out of our bedroom window. Below us Paul was holding his girlfriend Liz by the hair while he pounded on our front door. I was horrified too, but adrenaline flooded me. I grabbed a robe and raced down stairs, where I threw open the door. Before I could speak Paul threw Liz at me. "Here, keep the bitch! S...
"I really did used to like the holidays," grumbled Ralph Persons Junior as he rubbed the same spot on his head that he'd whacked several times in a row on the same slanted ceiling beam. It was the first weekend in December and he was crawling around the attic looking for boxes of holiday decorations that his mother wanted hauled downstairs and put up the day...
This is the sixth installment of My Journey. Although not necessary, this story will be more appreciated if you read Chapters 1 thru 5 first. Thank you to all who read my first five submissions and provided feedback. All characters in this story are over the age of 18 years.. ________________________________________ I awoke in the morning to the unmistaka...
Since beginning my series I've learned that innumerable husbands have either shared their wives or fantasize about doing so. And, while they may not be as numerous as the husbands who would like to have other men fuck them, a sizeable percentage of wives fantasize about being shared, trained as submissives, and allowed to act as sluts. I have no idea how rep...
Authors Note: Thank you to everyone left comments or sent me feedback about previous chapters of this story. Thank you again to Margaret who proofread for me. ~ellie ***** Pei felt bad that she had hardly spent any time with Josh since his arrival that morning and had been relieved that he had gone riding that morning with Dante and Dino. He had then had b...
Introduction. So here we go, the final installment. As I told you all up front, this is my (concededly boring and long winded) take on the Rambo Revenge Scenario. If you're still with me through this final part, thanks for taking the time to read it all. If you're starting here, get your ass back to Part 1 so you know what's going on. Also, please remember...
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There would be no rest for the wicked. Lucas Dorsey tossed and turned in his bed. As did another who rarely slept at all. Beside him chained to a bedpost was his future Bride the lost Ganthorian Princess Kym'Ani. His only child within her. Her first child. Laying there awake and tortured by the fact her baby would be a half breed. Least of all it could neve...
The doorbell interrupted the old John Wayne western that was almost over, the clock pushing ten o'clock and my bed time, even if it was New Year's Eve. I grunted in irritation at the interruption, "Who the hell could it be at this hour?" I pushed myself out of my chair and plodded to the door in my slippers. I grudgingly opened the door and stared at the "in...
I remember the day very well. It was Saturday, 23 June 2018 and I woke up not to the sounds of the happy, early summer birds tweeting but to the whirr of a power drill drowning them out. It was 8:05 and I glanced at the clean, undisturbed white sheets to the left to remind me that Olaf was away on work for another eleven days. So, who was that working? I...