Damn. The lights on the street were coming on, night was sticking its purple fingers into the stickiness of the July heat, even this close near the river, and he was late. Alice's golden brown skin turned tawnier in the dimming light as she closed the balcony doors, leaned against the cool plaster of the doorjamb and closed her eyes. Her hands ran over t...
"Look at her." Lance clapped me on the back and drew my attention to the front stage of the carnival's freak show. I'd only come here with my younger brother because of his obsession with Jim Rose, but the moment I saw Lacey. I was hooked. She was sitting on a barstool on the stage next to a woman with a better beard than I'd been able to grow in my twenty...
Carol's hand trembled as she saw the incoming email. It was from "her". The most horrible, cruel, vile woman that had ever been created. The one Carol couldn't help but lay awake at night thinking about. Fabonita... She had ruined Carol's life, taking everything from her and leaving her just enough to live in a small apartment downtown. She had taken it a...
Flickering flames light the room, bouncing golden lights around the dungeon walls. Toys of the best kind line the room, All gleaming and begging for some sweet sub to find their way into their special shackles. But they stand empty, cold without their lovers touch. No beautiful Mistress's touch to bring the toys to life and make them sing. A log falls in t...
Author's note. Though this is one story in eight chapters, each of the chapters is itself a self-contained story of exactly a hundred words. This is in homage to "Flash Fiction" by Chicklet. I thought it was a superb idea as soon as I saw it. I have even used the same eight titles that Chicklet did, hoping they won't mind. * * * * * Reluctance The night i...
Scribbler's Notes: In the fashion of Shorn, I bring you Revealed, the second short story in my sex-free fetish series. Once again I steered clear of Non-Erotic, although this time for much more obvious reasons. Enjoy. * I brushed my sweat soaked strands of hair out of my face, fanning myself with a folded daily as the skytrain swayed gently along the track...
EPISODE 2 "Control... control..." Nick assured himself in a low hiss as he quietly fanned his legs and waited at a traffic junction. The traffic was heavy and scary and he wondered if he'd be able to finish up his shift in ten hours. He leaned onto the wheel and jiggled a leg, praying that the lights would turn green sooner. He just couldn't wait for this d...
Sarah had to wait a month for her revenge. However, it was sweet, and served quite cold. She and her friends had been working on a haunted house for a few months, figuring to charge admission and make some good money. They had gone all out, and used a mansion full of ghosts and creepy crawlies to scare people. Sarah, hatching her plan on Halloween, not long...
I was barely wakened this morning by a dream. Or perhaps not awake, because if I were going to choose a dream, it would be this. Or not asleep since dreams as succulent are yet dreams and this one filled my every sense. Still spent from the night's endeavours and weary from the week of work, I would have slept on in dreamless peace, but delicate fingers m...
Sunlight is yellow. Autumn leaves are yellow and sometimes so is gold. All these things are beautiful but Rebekah is the most precious. She has hair like wheat, her eyes like burnished gold, and her skin is tawny. I paint her monochromatic, only hinting at all the shades of yellow that color her. She becomes simply yellow, like smiling suns and cheery fires....