Confrontation My name is Susie O'Connell. At the time this story begins I was a freshman at the local community college. My English teacher and the school paper advisor, Ms. Richards, and the editor of the paper, Danielle White, had asked me to write the advice column for the paper. I agreed hoping that the experience would help me realize my desire to beco...
Ajeroth enjoyed the look of pure terror upon his little slut’s face as she scrambled back from him. He would teach her what her place was and he began to stalk her slowly letting the fear build and feed his hungers. Those wide blue eyes the heaving breaths as she panted for air in complete terror caused his cock to itch for her again and he reached down a cl...
After a while they eventually detangled themselves and Thina headed upstairs to freshen up while Erik headed to the kitchen to fix himself something to eat. His phone rang, it was his neighbor and friend, Dave. Erik met Dave on the golf course of their housing estate soon after Erik moved into his house, and they struck up a friendship. Dave was happily ma...
"Yeah, it's Jonathan," I answered my phone. It was a couple of days after I'd sent the lovely Jane home, and for some reason I hadn't been able to get her out of my mind. I didn't quite know why -- she wasn't the sexiest woman I'd been with, or the most submissive (remind me to tell you about Lauren at some point...), or even just the best lay. Still, there...
As I walked back to the house the ache of my thigh was a constant reminder of his humiliating gesture. How dare he?! As if it wasn't enough to control every aspect of my life; he thought to play with me as well. I stormed into the foyer, slamming the door behind me. It shut with a loud crash, satisfying me ever so briefly. I kicked off my heels, one of them...
I sat on the couch in Sean's house, my phone turned off and the doors locked. Sean had to leave and I wasn't ready to go outside yet...at least not into the outside world. I had the TV unplugged and I was staring into the blank walls. I was mostly healed, my body didn't ache anymore and the only thing that really still hurt, and probably always would, was my...
New Year's Eve 1956, Charles and Diana Richards and Tom and Lynda Seldon were celebrating at a party in the ballroom of the hotel they were staying at in Washington D.C. The Bureau had very generously rewarded them with tickets to the party for their quick work. They had discovered the identity that Bradley Williams had assumed and that he'd been traveling b...
Chapter 3: Calling Home Arthur really couldn't read the Danubian newspaper, but to pass the time before trial he started looking through the pictures. There were photographs of floods and fires as well as weather forecast graphics and comics like any other newspaper. But when Arthur found the front page it made him cringe, below the bold headline was a cri...
She crawled out of bed. Woken by the sharp rapping at the door. Her fingers tentatively lingered on the door handle. "Who is it?" she called. "Room service," came a reply. Not Alejandro. As if sensing some hesitation, on her part, the voice called out again in halting English. "I have brought breakfast." Natasha was suddenly aware of the gnawing hunger...
Part 1 "BECK! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!" The sound of her shrill scream could have been picked up by a deaf man. I rolled my eyes and turned my attention from sorting out her shoes. From high heels to ballet flats, color coordinated and by designer. Is it necessary to have 200 pairs of shoes? Who the fuck was Christian Louboutin anyway? She came flying up the...