Lillian moved about the hotel suite with a quiet, relaxed grace, traversing the large room from the bed to the dresser several times, as she emptied her suitcase, which lay open on the bed. She went about her task methodically, with an accomplished ease and economy of movement that revealed her abundance of travel experience. She separated her clothing metic...
A girl, phoned. "Phone for you," the barmaid said, handing over the mobile handset. "Who is it?" the girl asked, taking it. She sat at the bar, all dressed again. The collar had not been really locked, so she could take it off without a key. But it might take a few days for the slight bruise to leave her throat. Not to mention other bruises. "I don't...
This challenge was to write about women and power. IMHO there's no better place to set such a tale than Sodom and Gomorrah on the Potomac. Only the names have been changed here, to protect the (as yet) unindicted. Thanks to my buddy RichardGerald for the legal advice and my good friends at Split-Infinitives for the opportunity - particularly the amazing Mr....
Chapter 5 The next eight sessions with Dr. Wojcik followed procedures similar to those laid laid out previously. Each time, I was forced to mount the table, allow myself to be strapped in place on the apparatus, then slowly driven to a state of sexual near-madness. I was never allowed to thrust the first time, then positively forced to the second! I hated t...
Author's note: All characters and situations in this story are fictional except the well known very public names, obviously. I DID read Tommy Franks' autobiography about 10 years ago and hope I retained and represent all the key things from it accurately now. But no guarantees based on my current memory state. This is a supplemental story to my "Special We...
*So I finally got around to re-reading both chapters of this series and realised that writing a continuation one year after the first part makes for a bit of mess. So here is my story in its entirety, edited, rewritten in part and (fingers crossed)hopefully better. Thanks in abundance to the awesome SoCalCynic for his wise words and patience and for teachin...
I recommend you read the first two chapters if you have not, especially Chapter 02. This is loaded with CFNM and it is somewhat long. You might not devour it in one giant gulp but in bite-size chunks. All my characters are 18 or over. ***** Even Sarah Maitland trembled at a moment like this. Yes, after all she had faced, in her varied life. Several lives...
Chapter 6 The voyage went without any incident and the Easton Comet tied up at Southampton sixteen days after leaving Karachi, on a dull April morning. He boarded the boat train to London, marvelling at the green English countryside has it passed his window. At the reception desk of the Ascot Hotel, he passed over the letter the Prince had given him. W...
Chapter 1 110º. Thank god for air-conditioning, Anne thought. West Texas. Flat stretch of endless desert and burning blue sky. Rest Stop Cafe. Red neon sign to the right. She pulls in on the gravel lot. Sign in broad window says, 'Enjoy a hearty meal in air-conditioned comfort.' Not many customers. Anne takes a booth and orders a turkey sandwich with salad...
A high-security detail was waiting for the Ambassador's plane when it arrived at Dulles. The four girls who had just staged a daring escape from captivity in Akbar were whisked into limousines and taken for debriefing. The State Department played coy with the press on the reason for the Ambassador cutting short his trip in the Middle East, saying an announce...