(This is the seventh chapter in a rather long series I have written. It will stand on it's own but there will be better context if you read all the previous chapters. Enjoy and please comment and share!) * Chris woke alone in the giant bed to the savory odor of frying bacon. His stomach grumbled, empty for the past twenty-four hours, and bid him to get ou...
I wake up groggy, like coming out of a fog. For a minute, I'm not sure who or where I am, as the dream is so vivid in my memory. I feel the ache in my heart as well as the ache in my body, both yearning for something not there. Damn alarm clock, it always interrupts my dream when it gets to the best part. I lay in bed reliving the dream, savoring it just a l...
He is my Dom, and I would do anything for him, I would drive hours to see him, or even if necessary get on a plane to go to him; and I hate flying. But he is my Dom, my Master, and when the past come to haunt me, he is my Daddy to hold me close and scare away the nightmares. To see him this time I have to get on a plane, his job takes him everywhere, but he...
Back in 1971, I was a rather naive 18 year old, but one summer afternoon I discovered a whole lot about human nature, as well as learning a valuable lesson. Never judge a book by the cover. It was mid-morning on a weekday afternoon. The sun was hot and with high school already a fading memory, I was doing what most of my crowd did that summer before heading...
This story can be seen as a sequel to my recently published story, The Smoker. However, it can be read on its own if you have not, or do not want to, read the previous story. The Smoker received a mixed reaction. I am grateful for the encouragement I received, both online and off line, for the story The Smoker. In this story, Mary kicks the habit, and some o...
It just 11 o’clock Saturday morning, and we’re still in bed together. We’re alone in our house, spending another lazy weekend day relaxing. I’m still asleep but you’ve been awake for some time; you softly kiss my lips, knowing that it will wake me. We were sleeping in – in each other’s arms – when you woke feeling horny; you’ve been lying next to me in t...
7th Day "MS Office Training" I woke up early this morning, only to realize that I didn't tie up yesterday evening. I was so tired and excited last night, that I had forgotten all about it. Not to mention the strong taste still in my mouth. My face smelled also, after all these feet playing with it. My tongue felt hard, quite logical since it almost became p...
THE AFTER DANCE It was a lovely early evening of dancing and cocktails. We didn't eat a full meal, just a few appetizers, and then we left early. I couldn't understand why John wanted to leave so early. I was having fun. The live music was great and being guided around the dance floor by John's strong arms, having him spin me away, then pull me back to him....
Vessala "I can do it myself, mother," Vessala pouted as her mother carefully adjusted the ceremonial headdress over Vessala's straight black hair. The white feathers and gold thread of the adornment contrasted sharply with her coal colored skin. "Everything needs to be perfect, dear," Mother responded. "Today is your big day." Vessala paused. "Mother......
The Host and Hostess check everyone as they arrive. Making sure they are on the invited list. Making sure no has invited or brought with them anyone under 18. They meet at an old castle. At a party thrown by a fetish group. Where she is the Prize tonight to be auctioned off (unbeknownest to her) There first encounter that evening was of her offering him a...