This will deal with a type of mind control fetish I'd like to call 'anti-social mind control', or 'patheticism'; more than just the depravity or eroticism of sexual desire in a functional, yet still conventional, construct, this is one that feeds on a desperation of power and control which is generally considered incompatible, minor, and superficial/non-erot...
If anybody has read this, please be kind! This is my very first submission, and I'm not too sure if it's worth reading. Don't you just love self-pity? :D So yeah! I'm also hoping to find an editor... I know that this isn't a huge cliffhanger or anything, but woot! --By the way, there is no sex in this part— --Lise * Tracy moved quickly across the street....
Flash story at best. Written a while back about my favorite crazy lady. I have it on good authority that is not worth reading. I was bored. You were warned. No sex. This Story has been edited to fix some flaws * "Honestly, Geena." Denise sipped her coffee, "Greg is going ballistic for no reason. It was just a couple kisses at the party." "And you kissed...
You realize that soon I'll be telling you only what I HEARD happened to the "elves" on their gigs? Only my own experience is first-hand; actually, I considered telling only my story, and, you know, maybe I will. It has GOT to be the most extreme. It may be a warning to bright, idiotically naïve high-school girls about playing elves from Camel Toe Village and...
A true cuckold story. My name is Karen and I want to share with you my short love story. When I was dating, I had three steady boyfriends, Nelson,Tony and Jimmy. It was two years after I graduated high school that I started dating Tony. He is a tall, muscular, handsome guy and all of my girlfriends would have died to go out with him. On our first date he...
Howdy, folks. Brother Sam here. A big and tall black male college student living in the wonderful city of Boston. The forthrightly bisexual hero of many raunchy tales. The Man Without Any Fear. The Bisexual Par Excellence. Legendary Bully of Big Beautiful Women. That's me in a nutshell. Recently, I found myself wrongfully accused. Yeah, it had to happen some...
Please forgive the redundant copyright messages, I've found that sometimes my stories are copypasted in part and used elsewhere. Copyright of Nanna Marker 2010. * Lei felt as if she had been flying a whole night and half a day. Since she had woken she had been reborn, had almost become a cripple, had discovered her new body, had been scared out of her wit...
A bone of contention. Perhaps I'm abusing the soapbox this time, but I shall attempt to restrain myself. To further go along a theme I have already brought up, we are all not the same person, and do not like the same things. Rather than being perturbed at having been labeled a sick puppy, as I have been called worse, I thought I might try and be a little cr...
Nik sat on the witness stand inside the old city courthouse. Media sat on both sides of the room, taping and writing every comment said during testimony. The jury took notes during the proceeding. A diverse group of people, men, women, white, black, Hispanic, Asian, all did their civic duty. Even though Nik acted in self-defence, he felt the eyes of some onl...
Camilla's next memory vision was one that had occurred eight years before her predicament in the public aquarium. She was twenty-nine at the time, and she and her husband Cameron had been lecturing on English literature in Montreal's McGill University for a year. She still felt guilty about the encounter she'd had with the 'masseur', and hadn't found out he...