i have taken much time in writing this piece, as i wanted to try and paint a true vision of my Biker Master. Biker seems harsh doesn’t He? Well, He can be, but there is much more to Him than what one might see at first glance. i see Him as not much different than most Masters. As a Master, He is rigid in what He desires of a slave. His will must be adhered...
A few weeks had passed since my wife's first encounter with another man. Since she had only made a passing reference to that occasion, I was beginning to think she had changed her mind about fucking other men. I soon discovered just how wrong I was! I suspected something was brewing when I came home from work on Friday and she told me her Mother had taken t...
The brazen heat of the omnipresent sun was scorching up the abandoned stretch of asphalt highway as a lone biker makes his way through the desert terrain of Arizona wasteland. The only relief he feels from the unrelenting sun is the quick speed and rapid velocity at which he rides his dust-covered Harley Hog down the highway. He is dressed in a studded black...
TWO Several days later Bridget returned home from shopping, after I had returned home from work. She had stopped by her office before going on what was obviously a shopping spree. She had a multitude of bags and sent me to fetch them for her out of the car. I had already prepared dinner, as she had instructed per her note left on the kitchen counter. Brid...
This one is a short scene I knocked out in response to a friend's request. It just started rolling and took its own course. It's the first scene in a longer piece which will most likely remain private to the person who requested it -- although it might find its way to Lit later on. Who knows? Anyway, this is about Kathy and Ginger, two married ladies with a...
Alan pulled on his gloves, turned of the light and pulled the door closed behind him. He waved to the night watchman at the desk as he left the building and to the gate guard as he left the ultra secure compound of Maggie Maye Cosmetics, where he had worked as a research chemist for almost 15 years. He pulled into a service station about a 1/2 mile down the...
I got lucky when I met my wife. 10 years my junior she is fascinatingly beautiful, maybe a mix of Marilyn Monroe and Margot Robbie. Some people say she is a Christina Applegate lookalike, I don't see it. She turns most heads, females included, I'm sure many thinking 'what's SHE doing with HIM?' After a couple years with her I started planting seeds in her he...
Clay, a fellow realtor at London House, the most successful real estate agency in West Los Angeles, had last Tuesday lured Alex to a biker bar in the San Fernando Valley. The evening began well for the coworkers, playing pool and mixing it up with some of Clay's buddies. His imposing physical presence provided her with a feeling of security, his athletic bui...
After getting tired of amateur challengers, Kelly joined a Las Vegas pro-wrestling club. The venue featured a full size ring with a small arena where an audience gathered twice a week to watch the various matches. The fighters got paid a little to compete but each winner got an extra hundred bucks to sweeten the pot. Opponents are made from the club member...
"So, what do you think," said Sally, "do you like it?" It would have been tough not to like my wife's Halloween costume. The black satin contrasted beautifully with her pale complexion and long blonde hair as she paraded in front of me. "A witch," I joked, "how very appropriate! But not any normal witch costume this. The front was scooped down so low as t...