Dear Shoeblossom, How can I start this? I was raised to be a spoiled brat, and I always seemed to get what I wanted when I had tantrums, even into adulthood. My parents always let me win when we played games, and I learned how to cheat in school and subtly sabotage other players in athletics, such as kneeing in basketball, to make me a star academically a...
Author's note: This is a sequel to the Casey's Fall series. There are many elements in this story that will be more enjoyable and make more sense if you read that first. * Casey rolled over in bed and watched Greg sleeping. He was here so often these days that he had practically moved in, but neither of them thought much beyond how much they enjoyed being...
I sit on the sofa at ten till six. I practiced self-care throughout the day—ate well, meditated, played piano, practiced yoga and journaled. In short, I kept myself busy while waiting for Mariano. My intention has been to tap into my core strength and stay connected to my needs, but he is insidious. He has taken over my consciousness, again. I dressed in a s...
Tonight after a nasty couple of days, I thought I'd be able to relax. I knew I was being invited over for dinner and I thought it would be different this time. When I arrived, Marguerite made me take off everything, even my chastity belt. "What's going on?" I asked. " I dressed for this party, and now you've undressed me." I kept wanting to touch my prick,...
As I drove back toward home I literally felt like I was floating in the clouds I was so euphoric. As strange as it sounds, the encounter with Brandon felt like one of the most perfect moments of my life so far. I know it sounds ridiculous to some, but I'm just being honest. It didn't matter that my rational mind was trying to tell me that I had just been hum...
I slept well that Sunday night which surprised me, though I guess I was probably exhausted. I woke up with my normal hard-on a bit before 5am, well it would have been a hard-on but for the cage. My penis was certainly trying. I never found it an uncomfortable feeling, just frustrating that there is no ending and I could not jerk off, and now who knew what wa...
I parked my pontiac at the end of the curved driveway just inside the open, iron wrought gates of the estate. The edifice was sickeningly lavish, I could not help noticing, approaching the multi-storied residence with an overwhelming sense of dread and anxiety, but I figured this must only be its pomp and beauty. There had always been something terrifying ab...
Corisande breathed deeply, remembering. It had been so long since Soames had left. The last night he'd made a surprise visit, Cori had come in, dejected somewhat, from the supermarket. A project at work was not getting done fast enough, and of course although Cori was head of the group, she sometimes let her employees slack off and bully her. And then, of c...
It is vital to the understanding of this story to read the first chapters. As always I encourage comments as it helps to improve the writing. In the ensuing months, Paul and I continued our extraordinary life and enjoyed the surreal (and what many people would consider abnormal) ménage a trios with our elderly milkman Ron. For myself, life could not have b...
He looked familiar. His long, trauma-whitened hair, melancholic look, and steely grey eyes reminded Otep of someone. His face turned into a look of disdain when he noticed the cute Anubis girl approaching her. "Who the hell are you?" He spoke in unconcealed hate. "Theo?" "Who the fuck is Theo?" The man had no humanity left, but a shell of hate visible to...