Her instructions were explicit and very clear. No deviation or excuse would be tolerated. The door would open precisely at midnight, then closed again at 12:01am. If she was not presenting herself within that time-frame, entrance would not be allowed. Furthermore, the Dominant/submissive relationship they had developed would be terminated at the same time. T...
The sun, the damned sun! Beating him like a club into the sand. Why had he come to this miserable damned desert to start with? He had been lured here, like so many others, with the false promise of wealth. He knew if he didn't find Warm Springs soon, he would perish. The desert constantly lied to him, showing him the promise of an oasis and then snatching th...
First time author. All feedback welcome. You don't have to be kind, but do try and be constructive. I have a few chapters complete. I'll try and post one per week until I run out. ***** Chapter 1: Darkness and a Girl I was having another sleepless night, lying with my head on the pillow inventing stories from the shapes of mould and damp on the ceiling o...
Harvest of Expectations © Copyright 2013 By Autumn Writer Chapter 6 — Confrontation March 1974 January and February swept by fast, like the snowstorms that turned the roads to glorified ski trails that year. Jim hadn't seen Hildy since the date he had with her the night after Christmas. He tried a few times to drive up for a visit, but something got in th...
The last time she was able to glimpse over the front seats at the clock in the car, she noticed it was 2:30 am. The nigger that was fucking her right now, must have been the 5th, or was it the 6th, she couldn't remember. She knew that after the first one had fucked her, there wasn't much point in protesting anymore. She had gone with Amy over to Amy's boyf...
After the car accident and hospitalisation, everything changed in my marriage. My wife became dependent on me and eager to please in any way. Gone was the reluctance to have sex. In came a desperation to keep the man she loved, as if I was about to walk out the door at the drop of a hat. That wasn't true of course, but I revelled somewhat in how the tables h...
III One week after her awakening, Tracy Tomlinson was discharged from the hospital. Todd Wakeman and the two medical students visited with Tracy that morning, rode down with her in the elevator and walked with her to her mother's car. It might have been an emotional parting but for one simple fact: Tracy Tomlinson now appeared devoid of any and all emotion....
Out in the middle of nowhere, the three young women from the museum followed the directions that the Sheriff had given them. It took them along an old and bumpy dirt road. On the way, they passed a couple of farmsteads and barns and a beautiful creek that stretched by the road for a mile. "You know, even if we don't find the painting, I think I should stop...
Let me relate to you what happened to myself and my lovely wife Angela a few years ago. I will start by describing us; we are both in our mid-thirties and enjoy an active sex life. Angela is 5'3", 110 lb. 34c-23-35, has shoulder length curly blond hair striking blue eyes and a face reminiscent of Anna Kournakova. Having never had children her body is smooth...
Lori was one eighth Italian. Her all Italian great grandmother and all English great grandfather married in the early 1900's. She had light skin, brown hair and looked much more English than Italian, yet she thought of herself Italian. When in college she spent two summers in Italy and became fluent in the language. Twenty five years later she was rusty but...