It had been three months since I tattooed Carol, she was happy enough, but still I wanted more, I wanted to turn her into my fantasy woman, my creation. Carol often stayed over and was fast becoming a semi-permanent fixture of the household, she even started paying the odd bill that we had such as telephone and gas. We were at the Merryhill shopping centre s...
Okay! Disclaimer time! Everyone in this story is well above the legal age limit. All similarities to life are purely coincidental. I do not in any way condone the selling/purchasing of human beings and if you've read the prior chapters you know I also don't hold with rape, drug use, abuse, non-consent in any form, etc. Please practice play safely and treat y...
One late Saturday morning in Bangkok: I see him on the crowded platform at Asoke: tall, lean, bespectacled, red-T-shirted, aged maybe 50. He, like me is a farang, a western foreigner. Me, female,—26 years old, dressed in floppy, short culottes and a loose blouse. As the elevated Skytrain pulls in, we exchange glances. He smiles. Or does he? Inside the train,...
People crowded the mall, making their last-minute purchases of Halloween decorations and costumes. As he stood in the line at the food court, his mind drifted to how much he hated coming home from college. He hadn't been back since he'd left for college two years ago. At college, no one knew what a socially inept dork he'd been in high school. He'd managed...
Danielle was a quiet girl. She was very shy, although you might not know it from her reputation. Danielle was also not very bright. She did ok in her classes, however she could be quite ditzy sometimes. And she was very gullible. She often ended up on the receiving end of many "pranks". However, one day in particular Danielle was at Katie's house for a pool...
This is a true story that happened 4 years ago. Names have been changed to protect the guilty. All participants are over 21. *** My wife, Cheryl, myself, Sandy and hubby (Mark), two of Marks work buddies went to a bar in downtown. By the way, I am Matt. The bar was one of the most popular in the area so it was very crowded. The six of us had to really squ...
Damon listened to her slow, rhythmic breathing and thought she was asleep. "Hey," Damon whispered in a low tone, then again just a bit louder. Assensing her confirmed Mara was sleeping. Damon called to one of his spirits. When a large part of one's life revolves around dusk and dawn, one gets attuned to it and dawn was nearing. Damon thought about the reque...
Ch. 2 - A Day at the Beach This is the second chapter in a longer coming of age story set in the mid '60's about an 18 year old young man spending the summer after high school graduation in a small town on the coast of New England. *** On our street there was a coffee klatch of some of the local women. The next morning, two of my mom's friends stopped by...
Sleep paralysis, the doctor had said. She hadn't logged her 8 hours of sleep for a long while to be sure and yet...no it must be sleeplessness, unwilling to entertain the thoughts creeping in. How to get rest tonight? A warm bath, a warm cup of hot chocolate, some lavender essential oil, lighting that nice smelling candle she'd bought last week...cures for i...
I wore that black shirt I knew she liked. I'm glad I did. I stood at the bar, sipping a drink to kill time, waiting for trouble. I knew it would either come in the form of an arrogant male or a woman in a skin-tight dress. Either way it was going to be a good night. The beat dropped in the music and trouble walked down the stairs. Her legs appeared first,...