CHAPTER 1 Vic Stone dropped out of college after two years with an excellent academic record in his business management studies. That was the agreement he had with his parents. He didn't want to join his older brother on the ranch so his folk had agreed to send him away to college, but only for two years because money was short. Although it was difficult t...
This is totally different than all my other stories. I have been reading a lot of the Loving Wives stories lately, and I decided to try one in the BTB genre. Unlike most of my other stories, there is no graphic sex in this one. Apparently, blackrandl1958 had challenged a few writers to write these stories, and I really liked them. The best ones didn't includ...
First part - not a huge amount of sex in this bit, we'll get there though, honest. ***** I'd decided to live the good life and head off into the country. After an uncomfortable separation I'd taken my half of the money I was soon to realise that I couldn't live as good a life as I'd lived with two of us paying reasonable salaries into the bank and paying o...
LXXVISick and SoreEugenie2102 For all her life until now and especially after having travelled south to London, Eugenie had lived in fear and dread of gangs and most especially gang members. Wasn't gang culture just one of the many reasons why everything was shit these days? Rape, violence, theft and murder: no one could pretend there was anything virtuous...
based on Gorean fiction by John Norman The girl sagged sobbing in her chains. Her bark-cloth skirt had been torn from her and stuffed into her mouth as a gag. She was naked but for her belt collar and brands. Her formerly long and glossy brown hair had been crudely sheared short to her scalp. Her sweaty body trembled against the dance pole. All of the ho...
Leaving the hospital with Trey, Megan ran the instructions from her employer over in her mind. “I need to stop at the trailer and grab some clothes for tomorrow.” Trey stated. “Ok.” Megan responded, tossing him her car keys. “You feel like driving?” “Sure.” Trey replied, catching the keys against his chest. “Sure, you trust me?” “No, but I’m tired so I’l...
(This is the final Drifter story. This story includes some violent and very graphic situations - if this kind of stuff disturbs you - this is your warning.) * He leaned against the gray BMW watching the front of the school. Soon classes would be letting out, and the final part of his plan would fall into place. At about 2:50 PM the bells rang at West Phoen...
Rachel watches shay as she enters the Corner. She picks up her cell phone and takes a pic. She then goes into her contacts and Selects a number with the name GM. She sends the pic with a text. The text reads: Just got me a new Bitch. How you doing on yours? Rachel smiles with pleasure. GM then sends back a picture. The picture was a nude girl with dyed...
"I remember you. You're the girlfriend," Jon slurred drunkenly from the couch when Samantha appeared silently in the doorway of the living room and removed her sunglasses. Sam just nodded. They were in his shitty rundown apartment in a particularly seedy downtown neighborhood. He didn't wonder how or why she'd gotten there or why she was wearing a platinum b...
Disclaimer: This story is fiction, and maybe not very good. It has a bunch of offensive words in it that I don't condone the use of outside of a fantasy context. *** "A fag", chuckled a deep voice, "I knew it from the first time I saw you". I spun around with a yelp, face burning red. Mike stood in the doorway, leering at me. An open can of beer was in h...