I He probably didn’t know what she was doing (or maybe she made sure he knew) when Lady would run out to the can with one of her dildos. She would come out with her personal dildo... black with an undulating contour, rippled with black veins. The varnish was slightly less shiny at the end from its visceral explorations. She would put it under my nose gettin...
Jessica Feeling the kisses on her feet she reveled in the pleasure of it. To have another human grovel at your feet was simply divine. She thought back to one of her history professor's lectures. It was about how the concept of "all men being created equal" was such an affirming and revolutionary idea that brought about such change. Well that certainly nev...
Author's Note: This part not only wraps up Cindy's Recourse, but also marks the end of the Saga that all stories by Tero Wright are a part of. When viewing by date created, every story after this, starting with "The Shoe Salesman" will fill in the gaps of the 10-year time line that prior stories have set up. Enjoy! -------------- She doesn't make it easy t...
(This story contains several flashbacks. Each time period will be noted as past or present to differentiate between time periods. Enjoy!) Present: Looking at my watch I see that I am already running five minutes late to my psychology class. I walk quickly across campus remembering Professor James's stern warning, "Ms. Temple if you are tardy to class one...
Why can't I sleep -- again? Hadn't my plan promised me it would all be over by now? After more than two years it should be, shouldn't it? My idea had been fool proof. She would show me what a dirty, cheap whore she really was and that would cure me forever -- and her too. Like an insecticide it would kill all the damn germs that still infested my soul. I'd b...
Chapter 1: The Hellfire Club November 17th, Central Gotham City The Yellow Cab cruised up to the front entrance of Gotham City's newest and probably its most controversial nightspot, The Hellfire Club, just as the clock on the nearby church steeple, was chiming 10:00 pm. The grey liveried doorman, stepped forward, smartly, and opened the nearside rear door...
If you have never been to the top end of Australia, unless you have to be there, or need good pay - don't go. It is hot and humid, the undergrowth is full of slithery things that bite to kill. You can't swim in the rivers; the biting things there grow 16 feet long, swim underwater and eat you. They are the 'salties', sea going crocodiles and they are protec...
Disclaimer: The type of play depicted in this story could do you permanent harm, physically and/or emotionally. Don't try this or any other blood play without a piercing professional somewhere nearby. Special thanks to KM for editing beyond the call of duty. All the errors you encounter are mine. He smiled at me from across the small round table. It was a s...
Who, what, where, when, why? Have I lost the trail again? Have I lost myself in the moment and forgotten how to breathe? How to think? How to remember? This is all I know in those panicked minutes. That they come, moments when I lose my grip and tumble, and that I have to focus, focus, focus. When I find myself in a car, in a bed, in a room, and I find nothi...
The year is 2020. "Give me one good reason why I should let you live," Cindy growls at the intruder, slightly letting up on the choke hold her hand has on his neck. He gets mere seconds to attempt to catch his breath before Cindy turns to Gracelyn with a nod. A shooting pain runs up his body from between his legs as his nuts are crunched by a merciless kic...