1. The glass door had a faux-bronze handle and the words "Has Bean's" stenciled on it in some non-specific ye-olde font. "Cute," thought Jennifer Sutcliff, nee Ludlow, as she paused in front of the suburban strip-mall coffee shop; "kind of moronic, but cute." She could feel her heartbeat in the back of her throat. "Oh heck, Jen, get a grip on yourself!" She...
This adventure is set in England around 1750, when the Hellfire Clubs were the rage. Sexual escapades were the norm with these groups. Hope you enjoy this tale, as I've taken a bit of a break from some of my other stories. Sometimes you just have to play in other genres! Wordwytch It started out as such a lark. Hide and seek in Lord Sheridan's labyrinth...
I was in the middle of preparing my evening meal when the phone rang. It was my dear sister Phoebe who as soon as I got the receiver to my ear sounded off about her latest ailment. "You what...?" "Been to the doctor...?" "What is it...?" "Ah, pain in the tummy." "It's not...!" "Oh, a touch of indigestion... I'm..." From the upstairs flat came the...
Chapter 1: Elise and Rostand With mounting dread I ascend the stairs to Rostand’s studio. A chill wind rises, swirling about my bare thighs, seeking to conquer the places my lover cannot. What will it be today? What will he demand of me? It will be the same, I fear. It always is. How have I come to this place of dismay I wonder, not for the first time. The...
This is my sixth installment on my first submission. I would like to thank Redwing2655, LKHooker, and MarionRed for their editing help. I hope you enjoy. ***** Saturday 10/28/2006 ***** Hello, my name is Paul Beckson. I found out that my wife Tonya was having an affair ten days ago. My wife had also given me Chlamydia. Last week, my marriage was annulled,...
There is no such thing as the perfect submissive. There's no such thing as a perfect Domme for that matter either. There is, however, a symbiosis, a precious and delicate balance, an equilibrium that can only be achieved between Domme and sub, involving owner and pet that transcends all other relationships. No vanilla/romantic relationship can compare to the...
This is a journey through the intricate channels of a woman's mind. It is also the other side of the stories, 'Tradition and Triumph' and its sequel 'Tradition and Triumph Again'. The reader is advised to read these first. They are more in line with typical steamy prose. This is an examination of a woman's sexuality through a story. ***** We were living...
Please let me know what you think of this tale, feedback is what pushed me to finish it. Did it make you rock hard? Soaking wet? Or did it make you yawn, or angry? Let me know, but I hope you enjoy it as much as I did... Our small kitchen was a bustle of activity, my own rushed, anxious movements contrasting with Hanna's relaxed calm. She sat down at the s...
[All characters in this story who are involved in serious sexual situations are at least 18 years old - PS] We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Christine stared at her computer screen, searching for inspiration. She had extracted this quote from the...
Sadie licked the last of Miss Maple's envelopes. "Are you done, dear." Miss Maple, a six foot two Jamaican woman and Sadie's typing teacher asked her. "Yes, Miss Maple. I really appreciate you giving me the work." Sadie said gratefully. Money was tight, and she didn't want to work part-time and screw up her business college scholarship. Miss Maple had neve...