Chapter 2: In Which Our Hero Must Face the Consequences of his Actions The house was quiet and dark when he entered. As he suspected, Emily had gone to bed. When he saw her in their bed, curled up and small, he felt like shit. He hadn't really much considered the consequences of his actions until now, but now, in the early morning darkness of his bedroom, h...
Tuesday 13th October 1998, Portsmouth Sophie's Flat I return to the flat wearing the red silk scarf on my left wrist. I am also holding in a cardboard tube my signed slave contract. My Master, as that is now how I think of him, has mentioned he will start to send me emails about BDSM etiquette and a sort of BDSM 101. He has told me it is important to look a...
The words on the page have blended together for the past twenty minutes. Sighing in defeat Junediai leans back. Details of the new Master's trail will have to wait until she can think straight. Gathering the report with a stack of other unread papers she locks them away in her desk drawer. Rubbing her eyes with the heel of her palms she tries to relax. The i...
This is the second in a series of stories about the consequences people suffer when they make a choice. There is no sex in this story. Thanks to Angel Love for her editing. * Erin and I had been married for just over 12 years last month. We had no children and we both were content in our careers. We first met at a seminar on business accounting and we fou...
Almost a year later and Shannon is returning home after a fruitless search for Stan. This is the conclusion to Consequences-Shannon & The Promise. Edited by LadyCibelle with my thanks. Consequences-Shannon: The Promise -- Part two I looked out the window of the plane as we looped out over Lake Michigan before making our final approach into Chicago O'Hare....
I was going into my second year of University & myself, Ann and Mary were trying to find a place to stay other than the dorms when I found an ad in the local paper that read: "Female university student looking for 3 other females to share furnished, 4 bedroom house off campus. If you're messy, inconsiderate or unwilling to share the work then don't bother...
Stop me if you've heard this line before. Let me tell you the story of how I died. It’s going to sound like a work of fiction when you hear it. Funny thing about fiction though, there's always a bit of truth hidden between the lines. I didn't understand that, until I ran afoul of something that changed my own concept of reality and turned it on its head. Gu...
1.Life should be a sensual experience: We are sexual beings. Sex is an inherent, primal, natural drive, just like eating and breathing. Sex is not bad, sex is not wrong, sex is not a sin, sex is not for procreation only. Pleasure is our birthright, our bodies were divinely crafted to experience transcendent, erotic ecstasy. The moment when you are exploding...
Across the nation, men and women of all ages (over 18) are surprised to find parcels left where they specifically would find them. I.E., on their desks, in their backpacks, under their beds while they happen to be looking for other things... The packages were nondescript black boxes, labeled with nothing but the name of their recipients, and inside was a tab...
What's with women drivers these days? Is it me or are they acting crazier than usual? I mean, seriously. Picture this : A tall young black man strolling through the city of Brockton on a hot day in late August. I'm crossing the street. I'm not alone. There are two young women and they have one cart with them. This woman comes barreling down the street in a d...