PART ONE: A DEAL WITH A DEVIL Luke stood in front of a nice office building. He looked at his handwritten note. This was definitely the right address. At first he thought he must have taken a wrong turn or something, but no, this was definitely it. What kind of a blood bank has an uptown place like this? When he got tested two weeks ago, he had been to a cl...
This will be my first real offering. My actual first was a gift to my SO when were in an online, long distance relationship. It was not my intent to make this as long as it became but I believe people now who say that a story and characters take on a life of their own. This story was born from one I read a while ago where a man finds his wife in an adjoinin...
Disclaimer/FAQ: Due to its themes and content, this story should only be read by responsible adults willing and able to judge it fairly. The story may bear some relation to actual history, but it has been edited via the writer's lens and thus become fiction. You are encouraged to sharpen your mind by figuring out the difference. Any actual people or events i...
The first four items on the list were not at issue. Jeff and I would be married. We were both Jewish so there would be a rabbi and a chuppah. Both families and all our friends would be there. So would half the business community. The guest count was over fifteen hundred and seemed to still be climbing. Who were these people? Not only would the attire be dr...
A luxury apartment on the banks of river Yamuna. When his parents talked about a gift as he was readying for college, he didn't expect them to go all out and buy him an apartment. Sanjay, being the only son was pampered enough by his parents already that he never felt short of anything. Like most Punjabi (a state in Northwest India) boys, Sanjay was fair....
You (RJ Zang) was sitting in the living room of your house watching TV and doing your math homework. You just got off the phone with your friend Danny who lives near by who says he and some of your friends will come over to play video games for the night, when you heard the doorbell ring. "Well Danny sure got here fast" you say as you got up to ope...
The underworld was dark. It was both dark and strange. So dark that you could see nothing in it. There was so much of it down there. Such darkness. The setting fit the one who ruled over this cold darkness. The master sat on his throne. He looked positively regal. A truly beautiful man. He stood six feet three inches tall, well-built and muscular. His skin...
My experience as a Master and woman-trainer was unusual. Nearly all of the women who inspired Me on this path and with whom I had developed My Ways and views were very smart, highly educated women who "should have known better." From the beginning it was not a question of "playing" some kind of BDSM game. The fact is by carefully listening to, observing and...
Shandi started her first class the next Monday. She chose to do a large class, renting easels from the art supply store and each person was given a beginner's set of brushes, a small canvas and their own smock and she started by showing everyone the paintings that she had completed in the last ten days. Her scenes were all bucolic, spreading oaks with a pair...
Adapted from a true story I sent my friend Julia. For Julie, my wonderful muse... So, just to provide a bit of context, it was the heady summer of 2006, I was eighteen, and was looking forward to the start of uni. I'd got the train from Bristol to Bath to see my friend Liz who lives there, and spent the morning strolling round town with her. Early afternoo...