The following story involves sadism, pain, and sex. Do not read any further if you are offended by such topics. This is a work of unpublished fiction, and is not intended to be a portrayal of a real life BDSM lifestyle. ***** Chapter One. The box load of mail slithered out onto the table top with a sound similar to that of an oncoming horde of locusts, kn...
When I got to my apartment the first thing I did was go to my room, take all my clothes off and empty the bag Ron gave me onto my bed and examine the content. I quickly came to the conclusion that Ron and his friends were dirty old men who just liked to fuck young nubile women. Not that I had a problem with that, by now I was willing to let anybody with a b...
Chapter Twelve Dan saw his brother walking along the sidewalk just two blocks from their house. He pulled over and Don got in. "So, how did it go?" Dan asked. "Fantastic," Don replied. "Lana is so petite and hot, I was just walking along thinking about it and I was getting hard again. How did it go with you?" "Like you said," Dan replied, "fantastic. Gai...
*Disclaimer: Any persons engaging in sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 1 "Oh won't this be a grand adventure!" Natasha Kowenski laughed and chattered with several of the men and women that waited for the bus. Several of the others smiled and chatted with the very pretty nineteen year old and she walked around the pavilion, talki...
It had been a year since I visited the home last time. I was almost starting to miss it. I love my family, and I love my parents most, but I have never been very fond of staying at home, ever since I left for college, after high school. After that, I never stayed there for more than two weeks. I guess one reason for that is - when you get home after a long...
"Well," Tom sighed, "what other romantic songs do we have for Valentine's Day? More Dean Martin?" The little piano bar was more crowded than on some nights. It had been a shore day, St. Martin. No big production show tonight, just one of those juggling comedians that seem to find their way on to cruise ships. Washed up, like him, flotsam bobbing against the...
Norm and I were roommates in college, and afterwards, he married Allie, his college girlfriend and got a decent starter job at a big corporation's headquarters, doing some kind of financial analyst stuff. I figured great things for him someday, since he was all hard working and dedicated and clearly lucky to get a babe like Ellie - petite green-eyed brunette...
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Sitting back at my table for one, I was a little embarrassed by the size of the mound of food on my plate. I'm not usually the buffet type, but the one at the Hollywood World casino in Las Vegas is as good as they get—and I was HUNGRY. I had used up lots of energy in the last 24 hours—seducing my first human female, playing blackjack until 6AM to burn off my...
Jeff Healey's song wouldn't be written for 12 more years. His hit described my life. My wife, Angela, and I hadn't been married long, when my uncle Will, whose nickname was Tex, came rolling into town. He was an oilman. Long sideburns, hair slicked back, tall, wide, heavily muscled, vise grips for hands, custom made boots, Stetson, bolo tie, he fit the part...