Of Lost Chances and Great Escapes There were a few generally accepted ways to handle a kidnapping; you could panic because you didn't know what was going on, you could kick and scream in some vain hope that a passerby felt inclined to help you, or you could fight back if you had the strength to do so. Sarah chose none of those. Instead, she went along. She...
Chapter 4: New Romance It was almost noon when Jennifer awoke from her slumber. She felt wonderfully rested and refreshed, considering all that had transpired the night before. She knew she could explain away her absence from morning classes and didn't give it a second thought. One of the advantages of being a straight "A" student, was that you could goof o...
As analytical as Lacey could be, it surprised some people that she had decided to write her thesis on the elusive Bigfoot. For months now, Lacey had been interviewing people claiming to have had encounters with the mysterious creature. She had logged hours of videotape and more hours transcribing. More recently she had moved to the next phase of her thesis,...
Chapter One: Patient Zero Infected: 0 Healthy: 7,186,238,691 Day: 0 Celia Corbin was a thief. She didn't like to mince words, and she definitely hated artifice in all of its forms, and she really hated flowery titles and overdone corporatotalk. Her first boss might have called her a 'retrieval specialist,' which was the exact sort of thing that made he...
(eric) Sometimes the silliest thing can tear up the very fabric of your life. Just like the almost proverbial beat of a butterfly's wing can send its consequences around the earth. The thing that did me in was quite profane. I saw it on the cover of a law firm's brochure. It was the picture of Lady Justice, the well-known statue of a blindfolded woman hold...
He has me naked and star-fished. The bindings are red velvet bell-cords. Their plush interleaving secures my ankles and wrists to the curlicued frame of bed head and base. But though I may have been stripped of my clothes, I am draped in riches. Cesar Ritz called his creation "a small hotel in London". But Cesar would likely have described Versailles a...
I awake with a start in the cold light of dawn. The chain, padlocked around my neck and wrists, serves to immediately remind me: I am her slave boy. The chain is narrow and black, just short enough to impede my range of motion. Using my hands is a struggle, a physical realization of my subservience. Apart from the chain I am completely naked. I slowly grind...
Please be sure to read Chapter 1 before reading this chapter to enjoy the flow of this unwinding story. ***** After their frenzied session the night before, Bianca requested a 'hands off, no kissing day in the office' to let the tension build until they again shared her bed following work. The no touch/no kiss agreement was prudent but, for both of them it...
It's been a couple of weeks, so I thought I'd better get something put up on Lit. In this one a hot lady, late-thirties, with a penchant for anal, seduces a younger man. He's nervous at first, but as things get hotter ... Feedback is appreciated, either here in the public comments section below, email, or PM on the Lit forums. If you want a response to feed...
Home late again from another boring day. Lately everything seems the same, all shades of grey. She taps her foot, waiting for the subway to come but knowing that it's always sporadic this time of night. It's the end of the week and most of the people disembarking from the other train going in the wrong direction are heading into town for drinks, dancing and...