Veronica awkwardly stumbled forward, she was wearing eight inch high heel shoes, they were clear and made out of some sort of plexiglass and uncomfortable on her feet. On her legs were fishnet stockings. Veronica's ass was covered with what looked like a leather bikini bottom. Veronica's stomach was bare, her breasts were covered in a leather halter top. Ver...
Author's Acknowledgment: A big thank-you to Literotica user Jack_Meehoff for input that inspired this story. ____ The shithole tavern where I work is really busy tonight. There's a haze of smoke that fogs the dim, dingy bar. I see you sitting over there at that table in the corner of my section like you do every Friday night. You're eyeing me like I'm the...
Sally had shown up for her session early again, so like always, Mildred instructed her to wait in her therapist's bureau. Dr. Allen finished "washing up" in the restroom. Making his way back down the hall to his office, he contemplated his next appointment with anticipation. He was surprised to walk in and find his patient in tears. Admittedly though, the...
Nicole awoke in the front seat of a truck. She groaned grabbing her head, her long black hair cascading around her in waves. She was wearing the jeans from yesterday and from the scratchy material between her thighs no underwear. She glanced down to see a white t-shirt and no bra. "What the fuck, Ja-" Nicole stopped as everything came flooding back to her. T...
An urban legend, maybe. ******** The bags were full of men's clothes; Shirts, T-shirts, jockey shorts, socks. Wally was going to wonder about this for a long, long time. Ten minutes earlier she had pulled up at the landfill's front booth in the mini-van that had seen its better days. She wasn't anything special to look at, blond, forty-is, no make up, gr...
A few days later, my cell phone went off. It was the safe word program with a job in the suburbs. The text was simple: "Rosie. 155 W. Elm." The program gives the option of leaving a voicemail and this client did. "Hi this is Rosie. I dropped the key to my handcuffs and I need someone to get me. I'm in the second floor bedroom. My fiance will be home in thr...
Returning Home "M are you sure you don't want me to call Ken? This could take a bit longer? We'll finish up some more tomorrow since you're looking tired but we still have a while here at the hospital" Connor was concerned that she acted completely cold about the whole thing. He had worked with her in the government and seen the cold spells during times but...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. Special thanks to Metron18 for supplying me with ideas for minor details. Hope you enjoy this, thank you for the inspiration! ****************** Los Angeles, California A lighter flickered small orange flames just before sliding...
"You could say I was slumming it when I found her, and you'd almost be right. I was chasing some two bit clown supposedly cheating on his wife when I strolled into some stinking hole of a bar. For a wrinkled twenty the bartender directed me to the alley where my client's husband was supposedly entertaining some drunk blond. By the time I quietly slip...
Three video's into this little project and Lois's anonymous internet persona was developing the beginnings of a following. It had been about three plus weeks since the video with Quagmire and people had been steadily asking about fresh content and making request. Brian already had something in mind but he didn't want to burn Lois out. His concern was that if...