In Hell, past the Plains of Torment and the Glades of Misery, but not quite as far as the Screaming Sea, there was a small series of rolling hills that didn't have a name. There were no trees, the grass was brown and wilted, and everytime one sat down anywhere you'd find a rock that had simply appeared underneath where your rear end was going to be. Despite...
The sun was just starting to disappear into the horizon, the sky turning a brilliant hue of pinks, purple's and red's. It was the first rest stop in over 45 minutes and Janis had to go, she'd been holding it since she passed the last rest stop. Pulling off the interstate, she passed the rows of tractor trailers, then the campers, then finally the cars parke...
Chapter 7. Monday morning I was awakened by the sound of her alarm. It was still night outside, bright moonlight, not daylight. I looked at the clock. It was 5:30 and thought: 'Why so early?' Mary said to me: "I want you to wake Barbara and Cindy. I'm sure you can find a really nice way to do that." I slipped into bed with Barbara. She was nude and lying...
Chapter 14 -- Kim's third punishment Kim finally forced herself to turn on her cell phone, which was blinking with four messages from Victor Dukov. Instead of listening to the messages, Kim decided simply to return to Victor's office and tell him what happened in the park. The moment Victor saw his wayward employee, he knew something was very wrong. He had...
The joy and ecstasy of that incredulous tongue fucking by Mr. Williams had brought about a chain of orgasms that I lost count of. Fortunately, he had gagged me when, earlier, he had put on the cuffs and tied my thighs. Or else, my endless screams would have reverberated through the entire mansion that housed my boss's residence and office. And yet, I hadn't...
"This place is so fucking warm" Bram complained. He was in a luxury hotel room and currently he was tied spread-eagled on the bed after finding out his girlfriend was working for the KGB. Most people would have considered the heat to be the least of his problems but that didn't stop him bitching about it. He continued to stare longingly at the large window...
Inez left an outfit at her door that night with a note. It read; 'Sorry I can't stay and help you pick something out, this should do though. Now you only have to decide if you're going to take him like a succubus, or if you want to love this boy. Either way, be confident. Good luck.' The next morning, she tried the silk blouse, mini-skirt and black suit jac...
Authors note: The narrative of the story jumps around in the lifetime (and after) of a dead woman. Her thoughts are not linear, and please do not expect them to be. *** It's a terrible thing in almost every culture and religion, to sell your soul. The consequences of which surely condemn you to hell, or at the very least purgatory. Say you sign a contr...
Prologue. To begin with, I should like to point out that the "Ang" in "Angela" is pronounced like the ang in angle, and not "Anj." She was of European origin and liked her name to be pronounced in the manner of her country. Angela was not her real name, but she still had problems getting people to pronounce her real one in the way she preferred. Angela tol...
All characters are over 18 years of age. ***** Mark is out of sorts. The loft has an uncanny appearance and creates a funny feeling in him that makes him count out his pills. He's just checking the number against the calendar. He had been taking them correctly. It's that his girl is not there. She's packing her remaining things at her old apartment and i...