It is mid afternoon on a summer day. The day of the week and the month of the year no longer matter to me, for I am imprisoned without hope of rescue. Freedom will come only if the man who has kidnapped me is exorcised of the demon that has possessed him and made me the victim of his odious desires. I had fallen asleep to the sound of wind rustling through...
The sound of a click brought me back to earth from a deep sleep. I opened my eyes and found myself staring at a sumptuous hotel suite. My eyes tracked about the room, taking it in. I was lying on my side in a luxurious bed. Behind me I could sense Julia breathing slowly and deeply, still asleep. Heavy curtains hung closed on one side of the room which was de...
It's the one night of the year when I can actually go out and be myself. I spend so much time trying to be someone else, someone socially acceptable. But Halloween? I am I. Forty-seven years ago, I became a vampire. I don't have some incredible saga to tell, the way Lestat or Diana have; it was just something I wanted. I had a fetish for vampires and loved...
The following is a continuation of Susan's Plaything, Chapter 1. I would recommend that you read it first to learn about the characters, or else this chapter will just seem like mindless sex with no foreplay. Thank you to all those who sent me feedback on the first chapter. I have incorporated some suggestions into Andy's story in this chapter, and plan to u...
CAUTION: This story contains scenes that arouse the author and may make you horny as well. All characters are fictional, and not based on people the author thinks are really hot and sexy. Enjoy the story only if you're allowed to wherever you are, or can read it without getting in trouble. If you do get in trouble, the author can be found in Istanbul if puni...
As dawn broke and streamed in through the tacky green polyester drapes of the Motel 6, Rebecca was, as expected, the first one out of bed. "Oh what dreams!" she thought to herself as all night she had had a series of very provocative and sexually explicit images floating through her head. Reaching down she felt that her panties were soaked, so obviously they...
From his sixth story apartment window there was even less to see than usual on this rainy day. Heavy clouds and fog hung over tall buildings like ghosts. His cavernous alley view—-with the metal dumpster at the bottom, whose ear-splitting reverberations echoed mercilessly in his ears whenever it was emptied in darkness at six in the morning—-was broken only...
All names and characters contained herein are fictitious and do not intentionally relate to any person, either living or dead. This story is a work of fiction, a fantasy -- so read it with a grain of salt and an open mind. All characters are at least 18 years of age. Voting and feedback is greatly appreciated, especially positive feedback and frequent "fives...
Rick Leaned a sheet of pegboard against the storefront and poked his head through the dive shop door. The whole place was filled with boxes and crates. "You here?" He called out. "Halp!" He waded through the boxes, an anxious look on his face. Karen was unhurt, seated on the floor surrounded by dive masks. She had on another spaghetti-strap silk top, one...
Part VIII When Secrets Come Out and Date Night The next day was uneventful, and Mary would not even talk to me about what happened in the video she brought me last night. She did not say she would not talk to me about it, just avoided my questions and changed the subject frequently. I thought that I would just play it off as if I did not notice, and wait a...