The card arrived anonymously in the mail, no return address, no note inside the envelope. The ad showed a woman, on her knees, bound and gagged, with the website for the club at the bottom. According to the site, Dynasty offered the opportunity to submit, to be taken, to be used. The members were all dominants, screened to provide a safe place for submission...
Chapter V: Room 127 Reasoning her way out of depression was like trying to blow her face off with an unloaded weapon. Usually, it was a waste of time, but every now and then she got a surprise. Night finally fell on Sunday. It'd been a long, long day, and none of it had been fun. The attention-stealing skirt and blouse, the heels and hose she wore that nig...
Author's Notes: (1) My FULL APOLOGIES for my goof in Chapter 7, which one of my readers pointed out. The woman who trained Johanna and who also gave Jackie the beating, was Gwen, NOT Yvette. Maybe Yvette is her middle name, but it's no excuse; I screwed up in the most amateur fashion, forgetting my own characters' names. (2) Chapter 8 is a setup chapter. T...
"East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet," or so wrote the illustrious Rudyard Kipling in his 'Ballad of East and West.' With all due respect to Kipling, however, the two have indeed met, and have been dancing a complicated exchange of goods, ideas and even people for many centuries now. And this cultural exchange applies to almost all...
The Pet Good evening Sir's and Ma'am's. Please if you will allow me to share with you a story. A story that might, or might not be true. A story about a dominant couple somewhere in the southern United States named Master and Princess. Now they have a few slaves, and a pet. This story however deals with the pet. More specifically the creation of their pet....
Once again, a knock at the door. "That'll be yours," said Andy to Pete. Then, to the door: "Come on in." And upon Mandy's entrance: "Aw, man, check it out. She's done up like a Coconuts girl. Gotta love wardrobe wildcards, man. Good call on that." Ezmerelda absently started stroking the crown of her guy's head, working her fingers through his spikey full...
Pathetic I was sitting at my computer, working on some writing, when Jessica knocked softly at the front door. I had been on a hot streak that day, getting some serious pages in on my latest novel, and finished the sentence before I responded. “Yes?” I called. I saw the clock, knew who it was – she was right on time, a very good sign. She and I had only m...
"Breaking news. Chaos in Ebony City. After the release of the number one criminal in the history of the city, riots and crime waves have spread across the peaceful city. Breeding gangs are running amok and the police are doing nothing about it," the beautiful TV anchor reports. "Police are impotent to respond to the increased crime wave from migrant whites...
This is the sixth story in the cruise and revenge series and is a continuation of that story line. Like all of the other stories, it is entirely fictional just like all of the characters. This is all made up. So, take a deep breath and let it go. Either read it and enjoy it or just stop reading and click out. At this point in the story line, Glenn and Barb...
Dale's house, set back from a lonely dirt road just off I-78 out in rural Pennsylvania, was full of plaster and ceramic sculptures of wildlife. He had a workshop studio in his basement with sculpting tools and supplies, and he had long since converted his garage into a gallery and store. People would drive all the way from New York and Philadelphia to buy hi...