Duluth Police Captain Mark McCluskey’s POVDuluth, Minnesota With the storm rolling in, the Chief had canceled all vacation and put the Duluth Police on mandatory overtime. I’d been working since noon, and it was now one in the morning. I tossed my jacket onto the hook on the door, and removed my gun belt and put it in my desk drawer. We were no strangers t...
You’re underground, but that’s about all you know. The room is roughly circular and coloured red, made dark by the subdued lighting. You’re sitting on a straight-backed chair, with your hands secured to the sides. You’re wearing a light blouse and a knee-length skirt. You have no shoes on, and you were asked to remove your underwear as you arrived. The rul...
This is part of a script for an exotic hypnotherapist and her foot-slave. I saunter my nakedness into the dinge of your room, as you lounge on the bed, your body equally exposed. There’s an apparent devilishness in the beam of your welcome - perhaps even the slight purse of your lips, expecting a kiss. I’m flattered. I’m charmed. I’m so tempted to meet my l...
Teachers describe me as a “model student” or an “achiever.” Parents love me. The girls always say, “She’s so nice!” The guys always say, “She’s so hot!” but think of me as an inaccessible, brainy, prudish type. And I am a nice girl. I get good grades, I obey my parents, and I am nice to everyone. But I also have a naughty secret… …I like to let strange men...
Chapter 3 - The Next Date (Continued) What did he do to me? No man had ever done that before! NOBODY had ever done that before! How should I respond to him? What should I do? Whatever he had done, I wanted him to keep doing it! Is this love? I did love him, and I didn’t want what I was experiencing to stop! I wasn’t confused . . . I wasn’t thinking!. I was...
“Take a few minutes to say your goodbyes and gather your things,” Miss Christi said as we stepped off the elevator. “Then I’ll take you to your new wing and get you checked in.” “Yes ma’am,” I said, sensitive to remain on my best behavior. I entered my room. Before the door could fully close, Kayla burst in squealing like an excited piglet. “I was hoping I...
Chapter1 Arthur’s Story Guinevere, my love, my soul mate... My absolute pain in the arse. They say behind every great man there is an even greater woman... Yup, whoever said that was obviously in his wife’s bad book. I mean, I’m never out of Guinevere’s bad book. She may as well be writing a fucking novel. It must have a contents page that reads like a parts...
2003: Mozart’s Eine Kleine Nachtmusik played relentlessly as Rosanna squirmed out from under Casey and began searching frantically for her cell phone. “Dammit! Where the hell is my briefcase, Casey?” She yelled as she ran from corner to corner. “Calm down, Ross! It’s only the phone,” Casey said languidly, enjoying the spectacle of a very sexy, very naked...
She look’s so beautiful, today feels like my wildest dreams coming true. All those years of dreaming of her being mine, and it’s finally happened, even more then that though, tonight my hottest fantasies are going to come true to. I know I’m the luckiest guy to ever walk the earth as I wrap my arms under her, around the white lace of her wedding dress. I fe...
After writing Blowjobs for Dummies and How to Eat Pussy Like a Champ, these ‘How To’ articles are becoming habit forming for me! However, I’ve received some of the most wonderful, kindest feedback that a writer could ever ask for, and I’m grateful. One thing I’ve been asked to write about – very often – is talking dirty. The kind of erotic talk that heats...