Cordelia It was officially the most amazing day of her life. Officially. The 13-year-old brushed her thick dark hair out of her eyes as she squinted down the corridor. Her hero was about to walk through the hall and hold her hand and walk onto the field with her. For Cordelia McGregor, there was no prince charming, no superhero no rock star. There was just...
Lex stared out over the landscape from her perch in the helicopter. She breathed deeply of the humid air tinged with the smell of the outdoors. Lex always loved the smell of outside. It was one of the reasons she and her father got along. He had always wanted boys and ended up with 4 girls. Lex was the 2nd child and the only 'boy' her father had. She knew ho...
Keys cascading down and raining upon the marble-tiled floor along with a few choice swearwords and legs shakily faltering as Gabriela Casimiro bent to retrieve them was a clear sign that she was truly drunk. Her long night of tequila shots and sea breeze chasers had left her a dizzy, fumbling mess. But she frankly didn't care how unladylike the clearly ine...
It all began with Him telling me we were having a party for the Superbowl. To most that would seem like nothing out of the ordinary, but to me, it made my mind race. Maybe I should back up a bit and explain the relationship so you might understand. You see, He is my Dominant and I am his anal submissive slut. That means that He directs what i do daily and...
This is the continuation of Droplet; you'll get to find out where the story's name came from. It's considerably steamier than the first. DISCLAIMER: All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. ***** What the hell? Amber, still half asleep, looked sideways at her alarm...
Thanks to luvtaread for editing * The next day was a bit hectic to say the least. Ashley and Brandon were up rather early and spent the morning quickly putting away gifts from the day before and finishing their packing. They had gotten a start earlier in the week, but needed to put in a few everyday items. Then it was off to battle their way through O'Hare...
"She's not an easy one to pin down, my Lady." Tira reported, nervously wringing her hands as she stood before Karandreya in the drawing room. Three weeks had passed - three weeks of discreet inquiries met with stonewalling, feigned ignorance, and rare tidbits. Three weeks of sleepless nights worrying that someone would visit in the night to politely, but fir...
At first, it seemed like a joke. I was merely playing with her assertion that she liked to be dominated. "You WILL meet me at the Bistro Grill on Sable Rd in Stanton. Be there at 11:00 SHARP!" What surprised me was the rush it gave me. By the end of the message, I was nearly seeing red from the raw emotion welling up inside of me. "You will wear RED satin un...
The air was cooling down. Rain came. The sky had been so merry during the bath, but now it was dull. However, Rahela decided against wearing an additional layer. Rahela had to dress well. The gown she chose was of a dark red silk, no patterns and no braiding, but there was silvery ribbon trimming. The sleeves had long, wing-like shapes that opened up....
This story is tangential to my series "The Spa Game." While there are some character and context clues in the story, it does not stand alone well. Those who haven't read my series will probably get lost easily. For those who have read the series, this story answers a common request I got; what happened to Kathy after the climactic poker game in Chapter 15?...