"Shawn, telephone, line three," a voiced yelled out from the forward desks of the Research and Development's work arena. Shawn sat entranced in his work, bent over a white laminate table touching miniature circuits with an electrode detector. His eyes were opened extra wide while peering through a large table mounted magnifying glass through his 'pop bottle...
Reverend Bob hit save on the final draft of this morning's lesson, extended his arms over his head in a combination of victory gesture/long stretch to ease his tired arms. He closed his laptop and smiled contentedly. It was going to be a good day. This morning would be the final lesson in a six part series for new church members. He'd worked hard to convey...
"Mr. Janus." A female voice whispered. Her voice was the only sensation Mr. Janus had felt in the dark, and it was far away. He was confused but regaining consciousness. "Who are you?" Mr. Janus asked. He was blindfolded, bound to a chair, struggling to find the reason for his immobility. His wrists chaffed against the coarse rope that tied them to his ank...
Reggie woke an hour later, surprised that they had slept at all. She wriggled out of the embrace, which had entirely too many arms, and slipped into her clothes. Both Georgina and Judith were still sound asleep. Judith the strong woman, who succeeded in the male dominated world of publishing, was snuggled under Georgina's chin, as if seeking comfort. Reggie...
Julia pulled out her toolbox, grinning as it rattled across the floor. It was a huge, heavy thing, bound in faux black leather with satin nickel struts and latches. She fished out a small, heart-shaped key. The lock came open with a snicking sound. Julia was all legs and curves, a red headed and green-eyed vision of Amazonian paradise. Tommy, if he'd known...
The study now fell into complete darkness as my two captors left to relax and have their drinks. Even the tiny pinpricks of light that had penetrated the tightly laced leather hood around my head disappeared. I heard their two sets of already faint footsteps slowly receding along the corridor, each tap of their stiletto heeled boots taking the prospect of my...
Julia did not know if she had cum in her sleep, but her dreams were certainly riddled with steamy sex. The doorbell chiming had awakened her to the intermittent vibrating from the toy, she stood up groggily, her knees a little weak. The object lodged inside her help strengthen the fact that she was completely subject to anothers desires. She pulled on her ro...
When the rain came down in torrents we were caught by surprise. Because we were closer to the campsite than the car we kept going, even though the waves were already coming over the bow of the canoe. With the double whammy of spray and rain, we were soaked so quickly that it didn't make any sense to put rain gear on; we couldn't get any wetter. So we kept...
This is a sequel to "A Letter to Mary," which, in their infinite wisdom, the editors chose to bury in the category "Letters and Transcripts." It had been several weeks since Mary and I spent the weekend together. In fact, for a period, we had no communication of any sort. Assuming that she was still coming to terms with her memories of the time that we sp...
The story so far: Hawk Masterson, Ronnie Sherwood and Professor Markov have travelled to Mars to stop the bombardment of Earth by secret Y-rays that are causing climatic disasters all over Earth. Their ship destroyed they have been captured by the Evil Emperor Toza who has decided to make Ronnie one of his sex-sluts. Professor Markov has been taken to be...