A warm breeze blew in from the sea as Peter walked along the cobbled harbour causeway. The threadbare soles of his white yacht shoes did little to cushion the rough surface. He had walked over twenty miles since leaving the small pension where, for a few francs he had stayed the night. He reached into the pocket of his white trousers, which were already gru...
The older staff members all called him Doc. I had no idea why until someone said that his name was Savage hence 'Doc'. It still meant nothing to me of course until one of the older men told me about the American cartoon character and I googled it. Dan Savage was a senior at my firm and reading the notes on Wiki I thought the nickname suited him rather well....
Chapter 1 Sam Charles walked into the office and headed down the hallway. Walking into Katie's office, he grabbed his overnight faxes from his bin and said, "Morning!" Katie looked up from her desk and smiled. "Good morning to you." She stood and leaned forward over her desk, passing him a note. "Derrick wants you in his office as soon as you came in." Sa...
This story is total fiction and any actual places named are used strictly for settings in the story. I hope you enjoy it, and please don't forget to vote. MoogPlayer ~~~~~~ "I'm really going to miss you, Michael," she said, as she took me to the airport, "Please stay in touch, okay?" "I'll really try," I replied, "But I can't make any promises." ~~~~~...
Prologue: In case this is the first of my stories you've read, there are a few things I've skipped over in this story since there are several other stories I've written about this same sub. I tend to write a story after almost all of my sessions with my toys. But I publish very few of them online. My name is Pepper Rodgers. I'm a 19-year-old Domme, living...
There are a variety of fetishes in this story, including consensual violence and verbal abuse, raceplay, and watersports. This is a tale of a different age, a time so long ago and yet not so long ago. Cell phones did voice and nothing more. There was no Facebook, no social media. We still used the Yellow Pages, read news in the paper, and viewed porn in pr...
Chapter 16 61. Getting to Know You It had been some time since our groups had fully integrated, and it was marvelous to see how well we were getting along. Using hand signs, gestures, and some words we both could understand, they were able to explain what they had gone through, while they were on the dark side of the planet. They told us how their young, a...
|1.0 "Scout Ship Atalanta for Pathfinder actual," a young woman's voice said. "Pathfinder here," a deeper, avuncular voice replied. "Good morning, kiddo. Bright eyed and bushy tailed already?" "Good morning yourself, Pathfinder. My pilot is certifying me as active and operational. We're good for an on-time launch separation. I didn't wake you up or anyth...
Robert Jabez put his computer on the empty seat next to him and stepped into the aisle of the tour bus carrying him and his fellow musicians north toward Buffalo and the Canadian border. He glanced at the bus they were trailing and started back for the rest room, ignoring the whist game going on across the way between the director of music, Dr. Paul Sella, a...
Chapter 14 53. Home, but not alone They left West Virginia at 7 AM. William was not taking any chances that Jemma was going to get home before he was. He nearly broke protocol when they pulled up in front of his Brownstone. Frank blocked his attempt to open the car door, and asked him what the fuck he was doing. "I have to get ready for my wife, otherw...