***You are to tell Me what humiliation means to you. I also want specific examples. you are to also tell Me about a humiliating scenario that you would be comfortable with right now, a humiliating scenario that kind of scares you but you might be willing to try very soon and finally, a humiliating scenario that is off limits.*** When I first began to explor...
The mysterious Cristobal Balenciaga... These words lingered in my brain as I walked off the business class section of the international flight and into Arkhangelsk's Talagi Airport's peculiar, mdf-walled inner-sleeve tunnel behind the actual walls of the short-term stop-over area. It was, 15 degrees below zero Centigrade in still air, and there was that ofte...
It had started with two and now that two had become three, something that Andrey found suspicious in itself. Sorcery was a rare commodity, its practitioners equally rare. To have three powerful practitioners come to light within months of one another was sufficiently unusual to warrant his personal attention. Which was how he found himself picking his way th...
In the dog days of August the heat was almost unbearable. The setting of the sun did nothing to alleviate the rising heat waves coming from the baked earth. Gabriella lay twisting restlessly in her bed. The French doors thrown wide to encourage what little night breeze there may be to skim across her naked flesh; entwined in her blood red satin sheets. Her f...
As the moonlight filters in through the window, illuminating my grandson’s face, I sit and watch him in peaceful slumber, wondering what the future holds for him. Such innocence portrayed in his relaxed, serene face. A child born to a country which was free of international threats, his biggest fear being the monsters in his closet. Now as he lies sleeping...
(Author's Note: Sorry for the long, extended delay in posting this one. It's been pretty busy in my life, and just haven't had the time, nor the muse, to write. I've gotten a lot of e-mails about this, so please keep in mind that I am not a professional getting paid to write. This is merely a HOBBY, something to do in my spare time. As with all of my stories...
Elana stood at the entrance to the ruined graveyard at the centre of the wood. Light from the torches was already half way down the hill. She could see them bobbing in the darkness as the men who had brought her here ran back down to the village. Fear chased them just as it had stalked them on their way up but then, their Gift protected them. He would not st...
She was drowning. She pushed wildly with her arms and legs, reaching for the life-giving oxygen at the surface, only to find that something bound her, limiting her range of motion. She summoned all her strength to fight, finally pushing through to full consciousness, then sat bolt upright, the blanket which had limited her breathing slipping just enough to a...
This story is something new for me. I've been writing erotic fiction for several years and reading different types of supernatural stories even longer but this is my first attempt at joining two of my favorite forms of entertainment. I always welcome comments but please be kind as I said this is new for me. I hope you enjoy it. Also, please note that all cop...
She had received a strange call from her Master ordering her to meet Him in old abandoned play ground across town. He knew her fear of the dark as well as her fear of the stories she had been told of that part of town as well as the murder that had happened two years earlier. He had ordered her to dress in her black cat costume from the year before, she gasp...