Three bags of candy and a clothesline. The candy for any kids that might come knocking on his door. Snack-size Snickers bars, Reese's Peanut Butter Cups, M&Ms. The clothesline for later, because he had never liked guns, didn't trust pills, and knew that slitting the wrists was only effective when done just right. Happy Halloween. He stood with his ca...
Nye watched the retreating back with wide eyes, unconsciously plucking at his sleeve. He felt... numb. Excitement, nervousness, eagerness, fear and, yes desire warred within him to the extent that, given his already fragile state, the net result was nothing, a deep empty numbness. He did pull himself up a little straighter in the seat, made an effort, despit...
This story might have been true; it might have been imagined. I can't remember any more. I needed to write it, and there may yet be more to come. "But to truly surrender, unconditionally and totally, to the desires of another? How could you do that? What about the trust...' Her voice trailed off into a murmur, her eyes lifted to her friend sitting opposite...
Note: My thanks to my friends for editing. ***** It was a long journey. And no trolley service. He swore he wouldn't travel with this train company again. Susie was twitchy, in expectation of what would happen that night. Naked under her short skirt, so he could smell her need, stroke her sometimes, when fellow-passengers weren't looking. Fortunately she'd...
NOTE: This story was inspired by a classic Tease and Denial story called "Becky's Toy." I decided to do my own version of that tale, adding my own magic twist. PART ONE Tracy was a student at one of the few colleges to hold a mage-exclusive sorority and fraternity. Tracy, like most mages of the modern day, had only a trace of power, only being able to do a...
Yesterday. About 20 years from now in a future you probably won't remember as well as I do. The world has become more of a Gothic Punk world filled with people driven by their own greedy sexual agendas and less observant to the world around them. The midnight blue Lamborghini Diablo I am driving races eastward from an underground genetic research facility k...
The night was cold and bitter and he had run out of gas a 1/4 mile down the dark country road. His GPS was on the fritz and he was stuck in the middle of the boonies, only God knows where. He was more annoyed at himself than anything else. How the hell could he have let himself be so irresponsible especially on such a miserable lousy night. Looks like I'm go...
I was sitting in a kitchen chair in the middle of the floor facing the laundry room when she came out of the garage. She saw me sitting there when she got to the laundry room door. I had taken a small table out of the living room and had a few items sitting on it, stage props. I had a show coming up. "Thomas?" There was a question in her voice. "What are yo...
Foreword This story takes place several weeks after Thomas and Barbara have returned from their 'bonus' vacation (as detailed in their last story). As a matter of record, I have 'trained' more than one woman in the manner described. We both had a lot of fun and a lot of exercise was also accomplished. The five minute 'interlude' is rather long but necessa...
The air was harsh, Erkos could tell that a storm was coming. This was the sort of thing that should be avoided. It was something a ship could weather, but why risk it. It might be better to make it to the shallows and wait out the roiling waves. However the captain did not share is concerns. That didn't matter though, Erkos opinion of the man couldn't go a...