Derick sat on the couch, his phone in his hand as they tv played in the background. Sam manned the remote, flipping stations as the mood struck him. I watched both of them from my comfy seat in the oversized chair. Derick was the larger of the two, more mature. He wore his dominance like a cloak, sure and proud. Sam was the more handsome, quiet type, but I k...
All characters are older than twenty-one. All characters are owned by DC Comics, a Time-Warner company. This is a parody; I make no profits from it. Voting and polite comments encouraged. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Zatanna Zatarra was in a room she had never laid eyes on before. Spartan did not begin to describe the room. The room was entirely...
The journey from London to the town of Shadow Hills was rough and exhausting. I had left behind my family, and my home in order to escape an arranged marriage to Mr. William Fuller. All I had brought with me was a small trunk of my least attractive dresses, my horse, food and water for the two-week trip, and three thousand pounds that I stole from my father'...
My Friday night tennis matches were always fun. It was mixed doubles, with an equal number of men and women playing, and after each set we changed partners. After this particular night's five sets of tennis were over, I was taking my time leaving the courts. I had played unusually well, and I was sitting on one of the benches, just sort of reliving my good p...
Brin St. James was definitely the hottest agent for the secret government agency called the Eye. Standing at a tall five feet, eleven inches, she was quite an eye full. She had long golden hair and bright blue eyes the topped off her goddess like body. A body she used often to her advantage. Brin always wore provocative clothing so she could show off her l...
The building was on 31st Street near Fifth Avenue, a short walk from the Empire State Building. This was a thoroughly unremarkable commercial district, home to import/export businesses, wholesale clothing, numerous print shops and a couple of electrical repair shops. I checked the directory, and found "HC" on the fourth floor. I rang the buzzer, and walked i...
Just as I got home, the phone rang. It was Guy form the art gallery, telling me he wanted to show several more of my works if I had any available. This time he was doing a reception show which would feature more works from fewer artists, and the artists themselves would each say a few words and be available for questions as well as mingling with those in att...
It was a cold, stormy September night on the ranch. 19 year old Carla was just finishing up the dishes and was ready to crawl under the covers on her bed and get the sleep she was craving all day. The ranch was owned by Carla's aunt, who had gladly taken her in many years ago when Carla's parents died in a car crash. "How are those dishes coming Carla?" As...
This is a story about a husband who has a wife who suddenly becomes dominant in their relationship. It is written in response to a story idea request posted by Astramedial. It contains a wife who takes control and a husband who becomes submissive to his wife's humiliation and use for pleasure. It also contains some MM scenarios. If this story does not fit wh...
Everest Nelson has got a story, and it was one for years he'd been planning on taking with him to the grave. But time and age had remained with him all through the years. He was thirty years old when the incident of the story occurred to him, and now he was in his early eighties, sitting beside a table in his hostel-like room located in a nursing home that w...