....Back at the hotel lobby in College Station, where the Rice track team called home for 2 and a half days, Sherry Mitchum sat on a barstool working on her fourth scotch of the evening. To say that her day's work had been a failure would have been an overstatement, but when she considered the stiff competition her team was up against, the fact that Rice sa...
As Annabelle's first term at University drew to a close, I had become her slave: cleaning floors, laundry, ironing, cleaning her shoes, making her bed, sorting her clothes and other household chores. Each day was filled nonstop with toil, from early morning to late night, stopping only when she had gone to bed to sleep, and even then I would have to be alert...
Finding Paradise Continued Two more days to go, Nick thought, before his wife showed up again. He resolved not to stare at Lily that day, realizing that would be a tough thing for him to do. He'd even half decided not to let her into the master bedroom at all, so he could stay away from her and keep the temptation at a distance. And then Lily showed up and...
'Angela, are you awake?' a voice asked persistently, it was a quite comforting voice. It was the sort of voice that you would trust with your life, and she wished it would piss off and let her sleep. She was warm and comfortable and had never been so relaxed in her life, but the voice wouldn't go away. She could smell the universal antiseptic odour of a hosp...
Chapter 1 The Fetish: The Measure of a Man Bill was my best friend. We were in high school together. We were roommates in college. We fucked the same girls -- trading them off, and even on occasion both of us fucking the same girl in our dorm room. We got married within a year of each other -- to two beautiful ladies. My marriage to Lynn lasted. We were de...
A submissive male takes a holiday but is invited to alternative accommodation by the female proprietor of the apartment he rents. She has discovered his sexual preferences by chance, and finds him a perfect candidate for her 'hobby' which she shares with her dominant female associates. He had arrived at the resort apartment, the stress of his work routine f...
Note: This is a horror/fantasy work of fiction and should be read 'tongue-in-cheek'. Any similarity to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. * As the mini-van bumped along a very rough track, Alex wondered what else could go wrong with his life. Although he had completely lost track of time he knew that two winters had come and gone since he la...
There wasn't anything special about her. Yet, there was something about the way she moved. Her hair wasn't long and flowing, the kind she could flip over her shoulder and call attention to herself. Yet, her hair was pretty - dark brown, glossy, thick, heavy, and almost straight. The texture was such that it made a man's fingers itch when he thought about run...
Some kids get to be apprenticed in the sorcery business by going to a posh school -- others have to do it the hard way. But then again, there are games you can play in a dragon's riding net which are a bloody sight more interesting than chasing a winged ball on a broomstick . . . ----------------------------------------------- The early morning sun shone...
*If I love women, I'm straight; and if I love men, I'm confused; does being Bi make me greedy?* Thank you Frontma for burning the midnight oil on this one. (Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic, I'd like to think it is mostly a good-natured romp.) We were late heading out of the dorm so, under Rha...