(Authoress Note: All disclaimers regarding characters, age appropriateness etc are in effect. I really advise anyone under 21 not to read my stories. It takes a certain degree of maturity to enjoy my writings without recriminations. Don't write a review if you don't like the theme of the story. That's just childish. But criticism is always good and helps me....
In Chapter 7 Chloe and Nancy are taken prisoner by Al, Mike and their gang. Nancy is bled and tortured while forced to pose as St. Sebastian, suspended in the air with her feet barely touching the bed, to fulfill a bizarre fetish. She almost dies, as did Billie Jean before her, but she and Chloe manage to escape. Nancy realizes there have been many victims b...
For those following the LIAR series, I hope you enjoy this installment. Those who are new to the story line, forgive me if there isn't enough character development. Being an ongoing set of characters, it would be rather lengthy to provide complete background on each prior to getting into the story. For readers who have also read some of my other stories on...
I'm standing at a bus stop on the Lower Ormeau Road when a para brick comes up the street--four squaddies with SA-80s. They're on the other side of the street. One of the guys gets down on one knee and enfilades me with his weapon. Two of the others stand back to back while the other scopes. I wonder if the weapon's on safety but no one's ever been shot th...
My name is Billie Thorndyke. I wrote last time about how my friend, Fred, opened up a side of me of which I was not aware. He placed me on the bed with my ass in the air and spanked me! I had received a few swats when I was growing up, but never a real spanking. I thought I had finished the story but things went from mildly different to pretty strange. Oh,...
Thanks to those who have read the previous 3 LIAR stories. The first chapter of this fourth installment tries to bring readers up to date. While you can read this story separately, it is helpful for background to read the first three installments. Thanks to "Andrew Martin" for reading and offering some edits to bring this together. Hope you enjoy this inst...
When the loud speaker blared that Billie had a visitor he was tied to a stool. Billie had become a plaything for a few of the more business savvy residents of Blofield State Penitentiary. When prisons became smoke free buildings cigarettes were no longer the illicit currency of choice. Stamps had come into fashion because they couldn't keep you from mailing...
I am a young woman, traveling with two of my friends. We are in Amsterdam, walking in one of the shopping streets just off the main plaza. Amsterdam is full of porno shops, what they call "Sex Shops." We have walked past several of them, each time daring each other to go in. Finally, we see one sort of down a narrow little alley off the main street, and deci...
The interrogation room was cold and they hadn't given Billie anything to wear under the orange prison jumps suit. When Billie had been arrested he had only been wearing a bright blue satin teddy, but it was covered in blood so the police had been taken it as evidence. Now one had asked Billie anything, they stripped him photographed him and then shoved him i...
Chapter 9 - Freedom Billie peeled the mostly clean prison issue uniform from his body. The bus ride from Blofield had taken twelve hours and Billie was happy to get a chance to wash up. The shower was warm and stayed warm for the entire time he was in the shower. Other than the guard that had been watching Billie the room was empty. Hanging over the showers...