Book One of The Trust Trilogy Tess Quince Chapter Thirteen BEN KNOCKS HARD ON MY door again. It startles me. Why does he do that? I know it's six without checking the clock. He would be exactly on time. That's who he is. The table is set. The salad is ready, I just put the potatoes in the oven a half hour ago and was waiting until he got here to cook the...
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Jeremy, the maintenance man, is a tall, strong fellow. Nearly every woman in the apartment complex where he works married or not, would grab the opportunity to sleep with him. Every man within, wishes he didn't work there. And Jeremy knows it. There have been on many occasions a resident would have something break and of course being the maintenance man, h...
Shirley took a deep breath and tapped on the door of Gladys's office. She hoped no one was in, but an answering bellow told her otherwise. Shirley went in and quietly closed the door behind her. In size and layout, this office was a mirror image of Devlin's, with one wall of windows looking out of the building. But instead of sexy posters were charts and gr...
Raion listened to the click of chouko's geta as she traversed the gravel path and exited the gateway. The mama-san had very quickly taken Him under her wing and although He felt He imposed too much on her time He allowed her to do much as she pleased. Life had been hard for her for so many years and now having a modicum of peace the allowance of her service...
Eva came barging into the apartment. "Tara, you..." she stopped in the midsentence and her eyes went wide as they took in my exposed teenage body. "... are naked?" she stammered obvious confused. "I.. I'm sorry" My face was red as a lobster, I felt small child getting caught stealing cookies from the cookie jar. Everything was racing through my mind making...
"Repeat after me, slave," commanded my wife-Mistress, standing over me, as I lay on the cold dungeon floor, "Repeat these words: 'It is an honour to be pissed on by my Mistress.'" She released a stream of hot piss on to my upturned face, filling my mouth with her hot urine. My reply came out as a gurgle. "Speak clearly, when you address your Mistress," mo...
© 2010 Roger and I met at a company convention a few years ago. We spoke and had general company conversations a couple of times after that. He works in the Nashville office, and is two managerial levels ahead of me. At this meeting, we are put into a focus group together, and I see him looking at me from time to time – because I am looking at him. Roger i...
Chapter 1 – The Cellar Ariella awoke from her sleep to hear and smell the new girl vomiting in a corner. Ariella's eyes struggled to adjust to the darkness. Most of the women had already turned out their lamps except for a few in the opposite corner. The cellar dungeon was dark and damp, but thankfully it kept cool despite all the women living in that small...
I sat in my green recliner chair, not reclined, but rocking a little. There was a news program on the television in front of me, but I wasn't really watching it. My wife was sitting on the sofa that matched my recliner, next to the end table with the light on it, looking very focused as she did a Sudoku puzzle. As we sat in the living room after dinner, I w...