Stay right where you are. he told her, I said...you fuckin' cunt, STAY RIGHT THE FUCK WHERE YOU ARE. And even though his words were a living projection, they weren't as harsh as one might assume. They were still tender. Still familiar. He could lure her into anything. He always lured her here, didn't he, and now she was at the mercy of his will. Why do you...
"Those slaves, those whores, those concubines sicken me – they absolutely sicken me. They stand out there on the street corners, offering their bodies to the highest bidder, any man who will give them a handful of bills for a night of sick pleasure. How do they look at themselves in the mirror? Can they not see the soulless, hollow creature that resides with...
Writer's note: To research...dialogue grammar rules. ~ ~ ~ "I don't like children." As he described, his clothes are all black. There's usually a cool print on his t-shirt, like a funky rainbow. Long and well-fitting pants, beanie, light-colored muffler. Strands of night-colored hair...is it dyed? Baby faced, fair skin, warm blue eyes...expressive. Oh, a...
It had finally arrived. The weekend that Katherine's parents were leaving town to visit her Aunt. Her parents had reiterated all of the house rules before they left for their time away -- homework was to be done before going to a friends house, no friends were to come over while they were gone, certainly no parties were to be had, and most importantly: no bo...
Firstly, I have to say this is only a fantasy, branching from reality. I'm an 18 year old, closet cross-dresser from Manchester , in England , apart from one or two of my friends who found out my secret, no one knows. And they have kept it their secret for about a year now. One of them was having a fancy dress party and the only rule was 'If you're not in co...
Image Source It had finally arrived. The weekend that Brie's parents were leaving town to visit her Aunt. Her parents had reiterated all of the house rules before they left for their time away -- homework was to be done before going to a friends house, no friends were to come over while they were gone, certainly no parties were to be had, and most importantl...
I'm a thirty-nine year old happily married man with a family. I guess you could say I live a relatively boring life as far a sex goes. But that's only most of the time. My wife Kate and I do it about twice a week on average, sometimes more. But every once in a while, when we get some time to ourselves, things turn kinky. Kate is a hard working mother who...
Goddess Ashley met me outside of a Panera Bread for the ostensible reason of returning my credit cards to me. She was sitting alone at a small table, drinking a mango smoothie. She wore a white halter top, black shorts, and white high-heeled sandals. Sunglasses stylishly perched atop that luxurious blonde hair. As I approached, I could see her ruminating on...
Chapter 4: Conclusion Here is a small brief of what has happened till now: My fairy husband had been seduced by a strong man at home and then had agreed to be a sissy pornstar. Fairy new master had trained him as a sissy to perform in a gay movie without his knowledge that he was making a sissy trainer porn movie the whole time. I found out and threatened...
Beneath the abandoned underground parking lot that has become, ironically, the XHouse there is another underground. It's a migratory station along the pathways for darker perversities that are constantly on the move, always "traveling elsewhere". Beneath the pseudo-raves, the gyrating lights, the hallucinatory ambiguities of party – other things go down. Go...