On stomach, arms and legs wide, tied to the four corners of the bed. Head lifted by hair, ball gag inserted in mouth,and buckled in back of neck. He is kneeling between my spread legs, looking at me, at my ass. He gently taps my tight hole with one finger, knowing it embarrasses me deeply and makes me squirm. He pulls my cheeks apart with his thumbs, exposin...
Chapter 3: Hazel's Horoscope It was against the teachings of the church, heresy, and the proclamation issued by the state, but this being the modern times of 1841, Allison was curious. "Long live Her Royal Majesty, God bless Queen Victoria," said Allison bowing her head and paying her respects as recompense before entering Hazel's house. Old, haggardly Ha...
Saturday was a picture perfect day. Upper 80's, sunny, comfortable humidity, and a gentle breeze that helped cool the hot sun. It was about 2 o'clock and I was relaxing out on my favorite lounge chair by the pool. One of the reason I bought the house was the pool. At thirty years of age I was making good money and was tired of living the apartment life. The...
I sat on the edge of the bed wondering what I was doing. Oh sure, I knew why I was there at the motel. I was there to meet a coworker of mine, Kevin. No, not just there to meet him, I was there to have sex with him. I, Eve Thomason, a married woman, was actually waiting in a motel room to meet a married man and have sex. I was bored. With a husband, three c...
You've all seen the movies and countless other stories about mermaids. And you you've probably dismissed them as folklore; a sailor's fantasy and nothing more. Forget all that. Mermaids exist. There aren't many, but they're definitely out there. There are a lot of common misconceptions about mermaids (well, merpeople), so before we get much further we need...
Editing by NiteJunky This chapter is written by my dream girl, CT, in response to my previous story. She agreed to letting me post the story after reading the edits I made. This is her first publication. * We're in a luxurious hotel. It's just you and me. We went on a vacation together. We're finally going to get some time alone. When we got to the hot...
Midnight breezes blow in softly through the open windows, dispersing the magic that can only be felt when muted silver light melds with velvet darkness and dances on the walls, mating in the serenity of the night. The cool air flows through the room and moves over my heated skin, caressing it as a lover would. A shiver of sensation ripples over me in waves,...
**This is part of a novel I'm working on, but I thought it might be fun to share. Feedback would be appreciated.** I dreamed of fire and demonic armies, waking before my companions with a chill of dread racing my spine. I stretched my senses but could feel none of my kind, no servant of darkness bound to the Lady. I hissed relief, moving as silently as I co...
See, the thing is I'm a sucker for a good happy hour. If you have colorful drinks with too many ingredients, served in frosted martini glasses, and then you make them half price, I will find a way to get there. Even if it's in Queens. I don't normally leave Manhattan unless it's a dire emergency, but my girl insisted I had to see this bar in Astoria, "se...
There was always something that managed to sexually excite me about being forced under water at your hands. Maybe it was how defenceless I was? Maybe it was that I was almost putting my life in the hands of someone else? But I trusted you. The thought of drowning was something that until recently scared the hell out of me. As a child I was terrified wheneve...