The Gambler The style was called "Anguish." It was the latest fashion rage—dress your woman in haute-couture, bind her in some minor way, and then hurt her ...just a little ...just enough to draw out her beauty. It looked sophisticated when it was done properly, with a light touch. This definitely was not the case for the contract-girl across the aisle. H...
~~~~ Day 1 Saturday This business trip was going to be different I told myself. Ever since the company I work for had picked me to attend the annual symposium of financial planning put on by the prestigious McCormick Institute of Finance and Investments, I had been planning and preparing for this trip. I had worked long and hard to earn this distinction and...
(These words are but the vacuous exposition of mind yet untorn. There exists within it neither an intent to remonstrate nor demonstrate any person living or dead. Let these grains of time pass without offense, for they would wish it on none. Not a fap on the first page story.) The Book of Rai: Sons of Heather He watched. It was not so important as to t...
A BLUE CHRISTMAS In July ChloeTzang created an event "In a Sunburned Country" and invited writers to write a story based in Australia timed to coincide with the Melbourne Cup, which is about as important to Aussies as New Year's Eve is to Scots, St Patrick's Day ... etc etc. This is my rather irreverent but affectionate offering in my attempt at narrating...
Notes from the author: Hi again everyone. To my own surprise, I managed to squeeze a little extra idea from my youthful memories for a story. It's a Lady and the Tramp type of romance with a glider championship in the background. Fair warning to all: this story has A LOT of background material... I hope it's not too much and that you will all still enjoy you...
Copyright 2017. No reproduction in whole or part is permitted without prior permission of the author. Author's note: This story is 58,943 words long and is Book #2 of The House of Scarlet series. It deals with BDSM, domination, blood, fire, and martial arts. One Detective Steven Howell opened the door to the small tattoo parlor. As he entered the shop, a...
Warning! This story contains material of an adult nature and is intended for mature readers and for personal use only. No copyright infringement is intended. Chapter 1: A New Case At Last Rick Summer sat with his feet propped up on his battered desktop, hands behind his neck, as he leant back in his comfortable old Vinyl-covered armchair, and stared at the...
Ben Kidder sat on his parents' couch and rubbed his brow in a vain effort to curb the headache he was suffering as a result of sleep deprivation and the emotional turmoil he had gone through that night. His other hand held his phone to his ear. On the other end of the line was his former slave girl, Krista. "Come again," he said. "Sir," Krista said, in a d...
This started out as part of my Conversations universe, but turned out a much longer story than I usually write. I do not apologise for its length, however, having received several emails complaining that I just write flash stories and offer nothing that readers can really get their teeth into. If you're not keen on long stories -- don't read it. If you're...
Chapter 1 Starting out This is a sad, but true story. Let me begin by saying that my Father always told me as a kid, "Keith, any man that uses bad words in his language only shows himself to be a person who isn't intelligent enough to use the greater amount of words that he could have, to express himself politely and properly." Well, an awful lot of what h...