Editing provided by daddys_princess24 Prologue Swipe. BEEP. "$1.79" Swipe. BEEP. "$2.59" Swipe... swipe... Evan picked up the can of sweet corn and studied it briefly before seeing that the bar-code was damaged. It didn't help that the GC Supermart that he worked at had equipment from the 80s. He held it in his hand as he began to manually enter the nu...
Your name is John Doe. Where this story takes you is up for your decision. You can choose your gender, you can choose your significant other. But after that, you will lose the ability to choose. You will become obedient, like you know deep down you should be. Ready? Pick one, and begin. NOTE: {[email protected]}It is highly recommended that you play thi...
Epilogue It had now been a year since she had moved in with him. It was now a year since her entire life had changed; she was a completely different person from that spoiled, comfortable, suburban girl she used to be. She had changed physically, mentally and even psychologically in ways which she only dreamed of. The last year had turned into a ride through...
I talked you into going with me to the tattoo shop so you could watch me get inked and decide if it was something you wanted to do. We walked in, and you seemed somewhat surprised at how clean and bright the shop was, and that the employees weren't the dirty grungy lowlifes you expected. I talked to the tattoo artist who would be doing my ink while you look...
"I have a gift for you," Richard says kindly. Another gift. He is so generous with me and I hardly deserve it. "Richard, please, you're letting me stay at your house. And you already gave me this tattoo and this," I pause "bracelet." I rub my hand around the braided red leather doubled around my wrist and smile, remembering when I had pretended it was a c...
She was waiting bound to a pole. Her back was arched, her long black hair flowing over her shoulders and hiding her piercing green eyes. Her hands were handcuffed and tied to the pole at such a low level that she was forced to bow down. Her derriere was suspended in the air, held up by a silky linen wrapped tightly around her waist and fixed in the ceiling....
God, I hate Monday mornings...kids don't want to be at school and teachers REALLY don't want to be at school. I'm not even sure how I made it through this particular Monday morning. I am a high school science teacher and my weekend went beyond anything I have ever experienced or could have imagined. I have been a teacher for 10 years now, but my job does not...
Dear Shoeblossom: This isn't exotic, from Alexandria, Egypt, but just Virginia... I taped this the other day at Starbucks, and I hope your readers get a little educated, or just for laughs. My friend Felicia is very impressed with my philosophies! Marlowe "See, one reason I have Orion in the belt is because I want him to experience what I've gone through...
They called him El Tigre. His tattoo parlor was set up in the back room of an underground dance club. He had built up a reputation as a true artist, doing his best work when given free reign to sculpt an image of his own choosing around the natural contours of the body. I went home from the club with a different guy every night. I was always attracted to ba...
The night had just begun with the sun creeping slowly under the horizon leaving the sky reminiscent of brighter blues. Now purples, oranges, pinks, and a darker blue lined the roof of the world. Sasha walked, as she was told, down the Boardwalk. Her hair free, was dancing lightly across her shoulders in the evening wind. Nervousness had taken its familiar pl...