Act Three: There's Always Room Chapter One: The Dark Side's Light "Dee? Dee! Is that you? What are you doing here?" Dee glanced up at the tall, lean blond man threading his way through the crowd. "Hello, Yves." "Hey," Yves greeted, kicking away a stool and reclining backward against the bar, elbows propped up on the mahogany countertop. "How are you? You...
The Damaging Winds of Change "Babe, that's Natalie, from the restaurant last night, correct?" I asked Bianca, as she was driving the two of us home from Tamara and Pete's. "It is babe, isn't she just the sexiest thing ever?" Bianca was so excited. "Keep watching Daniel, she gets pretty full on." Bianca insisted. The video message was Natalie thanking Bia...
Dear Dora, I'm having real problems with my boyfriend; I hope you can guide us back to the beautiful relationship we used to have. I'm a 38-year-old career woman; I've been married for ten years, and we have lovely twin sons, aged fourteen. I was obviously very close to my husband before we were married, but he's unaware of any of my other experiences prio...
A/N: When I created Comic Control I hoped it to be like stories like sidekicks r us or cartoon overlord with a variety of different stories. It's been almost a year and that hasn't happened so I assume the structuring is wrong. Time to change that. You can be anyone within a comic book world, a superpowered villain, a criminal mastermind or even just an aver...
Throughout history, man has been driven by two primal goals: Getting Something for Nothing and Having Sex with Everything. Every great advancement in human civilization, from fire to philosophy to the electric guitar, can be understood as some combination of trying to fleece or fuck one's fellow man. And no single pursuit has more perfectly encapsulated the...
Chapter 02: He Called Again A close friend had just had major surgery and returned home. I went to pay him a visit, and ended up helping him out. The condition his roommates had left his apartment in was nothing short of a health hazard. I couldn't leave it like that if I were any kind of friend at all, so without a word I began cleaning. When my phone ra...
FRIDAY, TWO MONTHS LATER As usual, I woke with the first light of the day, but on this morning I just couldn't bring myself to get out of bed right away. We found out yesterday that X is being transferred out of Bangkok; the company needs him elsewhere so our time here will soon come to an end. I looked around my room -- the maid's room. That's right, two...
Low tolerance for bullshit, that's something I most definitely feel every day of the week. There's an epidemic of stupidity out here in the Southwestern United States, and I wonder how long it's going to be before I lose it and smack a damn fool. I'm already in anger management over kicking some bitch's ass at Wal-Mart last month, so I don't need any more tr...
Most of my stories, so far, have been about me being submissive. I like a nice strong man on top of me most of the time. But every once in a while, it's nice to have my husband be my servant, for a little while. Having him go down on me is incredibly relaxing. It's nice to feel the directness of the pleasure as his tongue licks me down there. He'll usually...
In the manner of Gregory Maguire, who provided us with a version of the childhood standard The Wizard of Oz through the eyes of the "wicked" witch, I have re-written my favorite BDSM story, Both Master and Slave, written by Martin Sharpe (published in 2001 by Silver Moon Books in Great Britain), from the point of view of the submissive, rather than the Maste...