Reading Chapter one isn't necessarily required, but it will make more sense and give you a better understanding of the characters. All characters are OVER the age of 18. I am the sole author of this story. This story has elements of BDSM, submission and reluctance. If you do not like these themes, please move on to something you do like! Giving a story a b...
Part I: Reunion She watched him slowly, her eyes going from pale green to emerald flecked with silver, Her slightly pointed ears tuning into his thoughts and his troubles. Poor Sean... He's forgotten everything. Including me. Byron Duncan walked with his sister and best friend on their way to a theater play. She whispered to the air, "Dreamscape take t...
This story is written by a team of authors. We have worked together for a few years but this is the first public release of our work. Please enjoy. ***** She slipped through the crowd into the club, somehow not drawing the attention of the doorman or the line of eager patrons waiting to be let in. It was a new place, but it suited her needs precisely. The...
I will begin with explaining that there is nothing extraordinary about me. I was born into a modestly wealthy family of a reasonable social class. Having lost my parents rather early in life, I was shipped off to my grandmother’s where an army of servants and sycophants could ensure my proper education. In person, I am a tall woman with a dark look abou...
..."You realize Finch, don't you, that simply looking at you makes me horny," Debbie smiled. His perfect teeth flashed white in a grin. "Lord, you must be tipsy." Sweeping past him, she threw a cheerful glance over her shoulder. "You know I barely drink." He followed her swaying form and alluring fragrance to their cabin. Finch inserted the key into thei...
This is the seventeenth episode in a series entitled "Courtesan". If you have not read the previous sixteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. "Courtesan" is romantic story about a dominant hot wife and her submissive cuckold husband. While they have a deep and abiding love for each other they do lead an alternativ...
As I drove to the Leukemia Ball - by myself - that fateful Saturday night, I wondered how my life could be so rich in some ways, and in the crapper in others. For about the 10,000th time in the last two years I mused about how the old saying "Money can't buy happiness" was - at least in my case - not just a cliché but an axiom. The rich parts of my life? M...
Bianca was dreaming, usually she did not; the state she entered every day was not really sleep in the human sense. She was transported back in time, to her first years as a vampire, when she was still learning how to survive and thrive. He was still with her, she was happy then, they would hunt together, prowling the streets and canals of Venice in search of...
If I were yours, you'd know how much I love to play at performance and wanton display. That I like to recline against the headboard, like some lusty courtesan with you, my ardent admirer at the opposite end. You'd know how I open my soft thighs, shyly at first, then boldly as we warm to the game. Open my legs to reveal the pinkness of my flesh and with finge...
After the Opera by The Accidental Goddess Another round trip to Sydney, hardly had time to recover from the one last week. But I'd booked 2 pairs of opera tickets some time ago. So we saw Traviata at the Uproar House and the following night la boheme on the harbour. Both fine productions, myjohn hadn't seen either of them, I know some of the arias by heart...