I don't know what I was born to do. Sometimes, I believe I was born to write. Even with all of my questionable grammar, it has always been what I've been best at. In childhood, I dreamed of being a teacher, a lawyer, a nurse, and even a doctor. But when I was 14, I settled on becoming a writer. Not settled. It chose me. It knew it was in me. I spent a great...
I used to live in a small rural town, a community large enough to have a mayor, but small enough that he didn't have to quit his day job. And while I was there I began helping out with the annual Christmas parade. At first I was just a general gopher, doing odd jobs and making sure people and floats were where they ought to be, but as I continued to help out...
Being a collared slave means that my Master knows everything about me ... Girl hates going to the dentist and gets herself all worked up prior to walking into the door. This short story is about Sir's slave and a dental appointment to have a molar prepared for a new crown. As we all know, dental work means several needles, chalkboard-screeching noise from...
This story arose from some e-mail correspondence with a reader who mentioned that she had some very specific fetishes, and that she didn't think that anyone else would find a story about them to be hot. I took that as a challenge, so here goes... Times were tough for aspiring young models. Of course, times are always tough for aspiring young models. It w...
As he pulls into her driveway around midnight, Luke looks around and spots her peaking through the blinds. Cynthia notices him and drops the blinds and leans against the wall thinking what she's gotten herself into. It was just some playful on line chat that made her want to meet him. Luke steps out of his car and walks towards the door at a leisurely pace....
It had occupied her thoughts all day and it had sent a tingle from her head right down her spine into her nether regions. She craved for it, she wanted him to render her helpless and vulnerable. And he usually did just that, often and whenever he pleased. He was the one who knew of her deepest longings and who knew how to get into her head with his demands...
Now I like to think I'm not too superficial, but this had to be one of the ugliest crowds of people I had ever seen. Emma and her new husband didn't seem to have any attractive female friends or family. There were a few of your average bar chicks dressed up in backless dresses that made me stiffen a little, but they didn't seem all that interesting, and they...
Quincy jumped right into his timed spiel and Sabrina continued walking to the car. "Well—Sabrina it's difficult to explain this when you haven't heard Keegan's side yet." Quincy didn't want to ruin Keegan's opportunity to make himself look bad. He wanted Keegan to tell her the tale of his intersecting relationships and his trip to Florida. But Quincy neede...
Keegan pulled into his spot at the park. It wasn't as hot as it was yesterday, and he was thankful. He closed his door and ventured down the steps that led to the concrete trails. As he walked a few more feet along, he could see Sabrina. She was sitting on a bench in the distance. Sabrina's natural kinks were braided on either side of her head. Some sort of...
My day ends much the same as any other. I get home from work, stressed, but relieved another loan closed and funded. You are already home, having left your job a bit early. You are grinning wildly; so much I have to ask what is up. You simply state you have a surprise for me and ask if I am game. I can tell from your excited looks that it must be a really go...