Donna awoke aware that she was alone in the cabin. Had the night before all been a dream. Disorientation treading from her mind quickly, she rose into full consciousness. She just new the night before had not been a dream. Then the reality of her life came flooding back. Her job and husband she had left behind, the pain from his infidelity squeezing at her h...
The expurgated parts of Gulliver's Travels Copyright Oggbashan January 2004; Chapter 6 April 2009; Minor edit to produce as a continuous story April 2017. The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not...
"Concentrate. Keep still. Don't move" Beverly silently recited, as the antique razor's glittering blade slid across her face and over her neck, then continued downward, pausing briefly at the first of the leather bands which bound her above and below her breasts, tighter almost than she imagined possible, to the gymnastic horse along which she was stretched....
I died. And it felt...comforting. I'd gone out looking into the face of the second woman I had ever truly loved, while the dead body of the first lay just feet away. Maybe I'd see her soon. Then I felt a searing pain in my chest as an electric shock ripped through me, hearing someone yell "CLEAR!" as I got zapped yet again. I fell back as I heard someone s...
Something had changed in Steve's elemental persona since Julia had left him in the kitchen that morning. As she studied the situation, her hauteur lifted momentarily. "What's gotten into you, Steve?" she asked cautiously, examining his face to detect any nuance that would revive her advantage. Clearly a degree of existential momentum had shifted to Steve...
(All sex is consensual and all participants are over the age of 18. Some of the English is Texas dialectic) PART 5: GOLDIE: THE ORGY FOURSOME, CONFESSION AND REDEMPTION Well, time marches on, most likely on flat feet. I was hoping my lawyer could get an appeal going but that looks like a dead end, as dead as my end is going to be without an appeal. I was...
The following day she headed out to the training yard. She picked up a staff and examined it. "What are you doing out here, love?" Grogek called. The entire training yard turned in her direction. Inwardly she preened. Giving the staff a testing twirl she pouted at Grogek. "I'm bored. No one comes to play with me." She gave the staff a little shake. "How a...
My husband, Don, considers himself a feminist. But I prefer to think of him as a theoretical feminist - the kind of guy who espouses equality, but when it comes down to the nitty gritty of actions, isn't quite ready to go full feminist. This story tells how I took the inconsistency between his words and his deeds and reconciled them in a fun and sexy way. D...
The Hessian dismounted and walked slowly towards the young woman standing defiantly with her hands wrapped around a long saber. As he got within an arm's length of her, he snatched out, prepared to grab her arm, but came up with nothing but air. Damn, but she was a fast one. He reached to her again and heard the slash of metal through flesh. She'd cut him, t...
We all have fantasies that we'd rather not have anybody find out about. Mainly because all human beings have their insecurities. And I guess you could say that I am no exception to that rule. My name is Stefan Saint-Valentin. I was born in the City of Cap-Haitien in the Republic of Haiti but raised in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I'm twenty three years...