CHAPTER 7 – DELTA NOVEMBER FOXTROT I was awoken to sound of the loud cheering outside my window. I blinked as bright morning sunlight streamed through the blinds, causing me to squint and bury my head beneath the blankets. My copy of 'A Comprehensive Guide to Slave Ownership' rested propped-open on the nightstand and a half-eaten box of Hawaiian pizza sat...
- Arrival - The gallery took up the entire ground floor of the converted storehouse in one of the posh areas of the redeveloped docklands. Bright light spilled through the extensive window panes cut into the old brick facade and peering inside, she could see throngs of exquisitely dressed people swirling around the big room, forming stationary vertices in f...
Miranda: Origins Pt. 3 Present Day: Money, power, being from a higher class. It changed nothing when it came down to Dominance and Submission. I've seen it many times, the high powered CEO made the bottom bitch of his Mistress's stable. The low housecleaner holding a stable of five submissives at her beck and call. And of course the spoiled rich daddies...
She seemed agitated as she answered the phone, "What now?" I went to the kitchen as to offer her a bit of privacy in hopes she would be more brazen in her conversation. I fixed her a heavy glass of nothing but grey goose and ice. "If you don't stop bothering me you won't be getting anything from me," she replied. "We'll see about that. You aren't the onl...
Sometime in the early 1800s He walked through the dark night, his strides long and confident as he moved gracefully and silently along the dirt pavement. It was usually his favourite time of night, two hours passed the witching hour and he enjoyed the solitude even as he felt a slight weariness settle into what was left of his soul. Being a night walker w...
Uncle Archie always did what he had decided. He waited eight months, coming regularly to follow the growing bulge of Debbie and her daughters' bellies, fucking them all as often as he could afford. The four girls were now quite used servicing him. Debbie and Janet had the less impressive bellies as they had only one baby on board. The bellies of Samantha and...
ACT THREE CONTENT WARNING & DISCLAIMER This is the third of five Acts of a novella that is not as romantic as its title might suggest. This particular Act contains descriptions of bodily functions and unpleasant foods. If such fetishes are not 'your thing', please scroll straight down to the part labelled 'Section Two' near the bottom of this page. ACT II...
*Nymphomania, while enticing to consider, is still utter madness when experienced* (Frontma delivers yet again) (Starts off with good sex then tons of 'story' stuff) (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.) Barbie Lynn gazing down at me...I'm n...
Despite Jon's best efforts in the days that followed, the truth and reality of his situation began to become clear. Despite the promises, the dynamic of their relationship had not really changed. He wrote in his new on-line journal each day, and confirmed that she never opened it once. The only change he experienced was that his diet consisted of fruits and...
"Hi… Mom!" I drew out that last part, my voice dripping with sarcasm, and heard her giggle at the other end of the line. "Hi, Donna," Faye chimed musically, the smirk in her voice apparent. "Did Angie give you my message?" "With a vengeance," I groaned melodramatically. "She literally fucked me stupid; I went out like a light. This morning, I was...