In January of 2006, a who's who of young starlets began disappearing. It started out with Jessica Biel, who had ducked into the bathroom at the opening of a small boutique in L.A. She never re-emerged. Three days later, an unofficial taskforce consisting of the F.B.I., the L.A.P.D. and the seemingly omnipresent paparazzi could find neither hide nor hair of h...
Chapter 09: The Penis Flytrap I had a land-line phone installed for joeie. I had it placed in the corner, on a very short cord, situated near the floor, close to his little mattress. The phone cord allows him to travel no further than the edge of his mattress. I have him trained to answer on the first ring, and God help him if he fails. The phone is a direc...
I was over my boyfriend’s house one summer evening. It was balmy outside, and the air conditioning was blasting in his house. The temperature was around ninety outside, so it felt good to be in that cool house. Whenever I go over his house, I always play chess with him, trying to defeat him just once. This evening was no exception. “A game of chess, swee...
Prologue Each year hundreds of men and women join an adult sex site for a variety of sex games. Once a year, the site hosts a special game known as a Game of Chess. Members nominate each other and if chosen they will receive a special invitation. A Game of Chess is designed to push the boundaries of sex. There are five levels: Pawn Knight Bishop Rook Queen....
Part 6--New Friends “Who is that?” Buffy asked. “Who?” Buffy pointed to the young man with hunched shoulders, scurrying down the hallway. “Him, who is that? I’ve never seen him before.” “Oh, that’s Spike.” Buffy lifted an eyebrow. “He doesn’t look like a Spike.” Willow nodded. “I know. He’s in my English class. His real name is William, but he asked...
I was nervous during the drive down to Paris because I did not have a passport, but Martin assured me that we would be able to drive right into France without a problem. I now had a little more than 1200 euros of my own and that fact relieved my anxiety. Sandra had introduced me to Tineke the day before we left for Paris and Tineke thanked me for covering...
It was 10 years ago now, but I can remember every sight, sound and smell of that incredible week-end. Mum had to go up to London for reasons she never explained and while I was 18-years-old I was still very much a "mummy's boy". Crikey, have I grown up! Anyway, mum called over the back yard fence and our neighbour, Mrs Johnson came out and walked down her g...
**Author's note. This was originally written for a dear friend of mine, who tried His best to teach me chess. I still steal His knight as often as I can, but I know I'll never be able to play to His level of expertise.*~*eva * The winter day had turned into the duskiness of night, more of a dapple gray outside than true black. Snow fell steadily, adding it...
This isn't a sequel to "Boy Next Door" and it probably lacks its quality since I wrote it several months before. However, I thought I'd hit the ground running by submitting my best piece ("Boy Next Door") first. If you haven't read that one first, read this one and then "Boy Next Door." I was over at his house again, just watching movies and hanging out....
This is part of a long story which is mostly already written. The series will contain BDSM, humiliation and high stakes. This story was written in collaboration with my friend J - thanks! -- PROLOGUE At the prestigious Notre Dame d'Excellence, a simmering rivalry is soon to turn to flourishing anger, with dire consequences for all involved. All may be f...