Flitting in and out of multiple existences. Multiple worlds. Changing the reality of that world to best suit one's image and moving onto the next. That was the nature of a god. At least the nature of the entities that called themselves gods. These entities had been around for as long as creation. Without form, unless they wanted to be seen. Without identity,...
"When the government's boot is on your throat, whether it is a left boot or a right, is of no consequence." ― Gary Lloyd "Handjobs! What supremely beautiful fuck invented these release valves on hellish servitude?!" Mike Oxhard silently pondered, as the six-foot tall, charcoal cherub pounded the middle of his swollen staff, while the Asian exotic dancer pa...
I'm a psychologist by trade, but I'm far from your mainstream therapist, and I'm certainly not a Freudian—although to be fair, in spite of the faults we can find today in a lot of his theories about the psyche, the guy did open the door to self-reflection, and that can't ever be a bad thing. He thankfully paved the way for (and helped mentor, at least for a...
Heather brought the first bite of the salmon to her mouth. Why had she done it? Why had she allowed this man to virtually order dinner for her? Yes, she supposed it was his role as Captain to recommend items on the menu to guests. He had probably done it many times before. But his tone of voice. She doubted it was the same. And why did the very idea of him...
"When the government's boot is on your throat, whether it is a left boot or a right, is of no consequence." ― Gary Lloyd "Handjobs! What supremely beautiful fuck invented these release valves on hellish servitude?!" Mike Oxhard silently pondered, as the six-foot tall, charcoal cherub pounded the middle of his swollen staff, while the Asian exotic dancer pa...
14: Everyone Likes Binge Watching They held hands up the street and across an alley to reach a series of boutiques and small shops. Colorful awnings dotted the streets, and some of the signs had seen better days, but it had a charm to it. An authentic city district. Even before noon, the place buzzed with traffic, pedestrians energetically walking while re...
Kate sat down at her dining room table. In front of her was a wide spread of fast food, Chinese, soups, pasta, pizza, whole milk, chocolates, whipped cream cans, and probably some other items you couldn't immediately see as it was all stacked. Weighing about 220 lbs, Kate was fairly pale but pretty. She was intentionally wearing a tight tank top that didn't...
I would like first to briefly address the cause of Sexual Masochism and ultimately provide you with the basic skills which are in my opinion enormously useful for ridding oneself from this very unique curse. While some of you (the novice in particular), might believe Masochism is a healthy sexual practice equivalent to normal sexual activity; this is simply...
Her bags were packed. Her mind was made up, and the excitement was threatening to overwhelm her. She wanted someone, anyone to touch her, to caress her, to be inside her. The need was overwhelming, was becoming almost an obsession. Better to feel pain and lust, than this emptiness inside. She never would have guessed the death of her mother, a woman she bare...
His office was on the second floor of a gray and white Victorian on the upward slope of Sacramento Street in Pacific Heights. I was fifteen minutes late to my appointment because I couldn't find street parking and the lot on Fillmore was full. I had to circle around the block a couple times because all the streets were one way, congested by crossing pedestri...