They had known each other for nearly a year after meeting at dogfest and had shared many personal details that neither had shared with other people online. Noel was also married to his job and spent much of his time at his practise. It had taken both of them a long time to share real life details, but were now much more comfortable with each other and had ev...
Tremplin Duddingstone, wrists and ankles bound, but in the kneeling position, struggled to rub his straining penis against Mueselle's cat's scratching post as Mueselle and her guests, both male and female, laughed uproariously. Tremplin always wound up naked, horny, and humiliated. Nine months ago, Tremplin had gotten up the courage to show his wife the pec...
Chapter 02: Emerald I open my eyes slowly, allowing my long lashes to graze the cool evening air. The night had grown thick too quickly and I shudder at the thought of what was to come. As I shake my head slowly, I feel my long black curls tickle against my bare shoulder blades. The night had somehow grown quite thick seemingly ahead of its time. The coldn...
I hate it when he gets new ideas. I truly do. That means new pain in new places, new words, new acts of violence. I like routine. I'm used to the same thing, being punished the same way. Knowing the rules and having a specific consequence for each. That's the way I was trained. But when he gets new ideas...that means adjustment, adaptation. Surprises. I hat...
There was the weird German dude with the close cropped blond hair. "Oh, hey man." Chip said in a friendly voice, though his stomach was feeling a bit queasy. "You're Hans, right? I met you when I came by the house last year to get Dad to lend me a couple hundred." "Are you ready to go Chip?" Hans said calmly. "Do you have a bag?" Hans stared with tho...
Valentine's Day, Las Vegas He was close. I could feel it, and thank God. It had been a long day and among other things, my knees were sore. Despite being well-practiced and even though my signature brand of fellatio was unquestionably expert, he was taking too long, mainly due to a juvenile insistence - mine - that he use a condom. If my mouth wasn't other...
She fled through the forest, little more than a wraith between the dark trees, her white gown in tatters, her hair a golden skein trailing behind her as she gasped and sobbed her way through the tangled undergrowth that clutched at her, threatening to trip her up and send her sprawling to the mossy ground. She could not, must not, fall now. He was close on h...
A/N -- I'm still working on "His Room". Don't think that I've given up on the project just because I've decided to take another poke at another genre. The next chapter for Tyler and Daisy is still being developed, so expect it to be ready in the next two weeks. I was working on these simultaneously, so I decided to post them together. I hope you enjoy this a...
James awoke to the sounds of his ship creaking, the joints groaning and complaining as the hurtled through hyperspace at maximum speed. With a small sigh, he tossed off his scarlet silk sheets, careful not to wake the sleeping engineer next to him as he stood up, naked, to walk to his wardrobe. The crew of the HMV 'Valentine' massed at around three hundred (...
I've always had a soft spot for cheerleaders. Their pleated mini-skirts drape shamelessly over their most prized prize possessions, not successfully hiding those. They have sweaters that cling to their young, firm little bodies. They can wear nylons with tennis shoes, with no chance of a fashion risk. The white socks are rolled down so far that they barely p...