The coolness of the night fog was my only comfort as I came out of the building. The music of the band and the crowd mixed to become one over whelming din. I leaned against the cool roughness of the red brick wall. Strands of my blonde hair ,damp with sweat stuck to my face. With a sigh I puffed a stray strand away. The coolness of the bricks turned the swea...
She reeked of it. Heat, musk. Definitely ovulating. Nonsmoker. Cute, brunette, no ring. I made quick eye contact, then stalked on past, coming back to my seat at the end of the bar before long. She glanced my way once. Good. I had to figure a way to cut her away from her herd. I lurked in wait. If I read the signs right, any minute now, she'd... yes, there...
It was a brisk night. A quiet night with just a hint of a breeze. The only sounds were random leaves crackling along the sidewalk and the sound of her heels on the pavement. Click- clack, click-clack. She walked in the dark enjoying the smell of the air, on her way home from a long day. Tired and hungry she stepped with spirit in her gait and a smile on her...
Rome. The brightest jewel of civilization. Home. Mother. Empire. If there was ever a place that was it's antithesis, it was this freezing, damp, bog filled Hell they called Caledonia. Quintus Aelius Corax was born a slave. Though he only wore that title for a day his father's master, a very successful merchant from Augusta Taurinorum freed him and his family...
The next day, and probably none too early after their nightly excursion, Victor wakes up confusedly. He has had really vivid dreams, but he can only remember some colourful impressions of places he has never actually seen himself. A bustling city, sprawling with dark skinned people in colourful flowing robes, and market stalls overloaded with exotic fruits....
"Do you think this will work?" Helen asked as she fastened the collar around her husband's neck. Gabe shrugged, as he was known to do. Eyes lowering, Helen returned focus to his neck. The collar was hardly his colour, a dusted red even though she'd put her preference down as blue. She fussed with the tightness a bit, trying to remember just how much space...
He had decided he wanted her, already knowing her for the slave she is, he called her office to set up a lunch meeting with her. Totally unaware of what he had planned for her, she agreed to the meeting. As she entered the restaurant, his eyes gleamed as he took her in, her thoughts on work, she smiled, as always respectful, ever the submissive she waits for...
It was a warm fall day and you were dying to get home from work. It is Labor Day weekend and you felt entitled to 3 days off and a night in Portland with absolutely no distractions between us. They let you off early so you could catch the train and miss the traffic. Your mind wanders to and from and in and out of consciousness. The plan for this evening has...
Laid out on the bed was what Gemma assumed was her costume, what there was of it anyway and beside it lay a manila envelope. Gemma picked up the heavy envelope and weighed it in her hand for a moment without paying it any real attention while she examined her outfit a little more closely. Displayed before her on the bed her costume consisted of very little a...
The sound of the grate being opened immediately makes you erect. Feeding time. Your next victim is dropped in, falling and landing in a heap on the floor. She stirs and managed to get to her feet. Good. It's more fun when they are still alive. You stay in the shadows on all fours stalking your prey. Black hair. Blue eyes. C breasts. Thin waist. Not a great...