I limped into the locker room and looked around for Bob. It was the middle of practice but I had tweaked my groin on a hurdle and Coach had sent me inside to get it worked on by the trainer. I didn't complain too much. All the girls on the track team whispered about Bob when no one was around he was fresh out of college and gorgeous. He wasn't cute like the...
As it had been every year since she had been doing it, it was clear after a few weeks of being into it that Carrie Underwood's new version of the "Sunday Night Football" theme song, sung to the tune of her hit duet with Miranda Lambert "Somethin' Bad" was a hit. So much so this time around, as it turned out, that her old high school in her hometown of Checo...
Part 3 To my surprise, after Master finished orgasming, he removed my ring gag. I flexed my jaw as much as the posture collar would allow, trying to work the stiffness from my jaw muscles. Master stepped behind me and removed my ankle cuffs and then my wrist cuffs. "Stand slave." I moved to stand and after getting my heels under me I was able to stand. I...
Crime doesn't pay. The age old saying that was repeated on every commercial, cartoon, PSA, comic book, and safety pamphlet for god knows how long. It was common knowledge that in this day and age, going against the law almost always ended bad for you, especially when superheroes got involved and laid you the fuck out in broad daylight. It just wasn't worth...
"What have you done to me?" she said, looking in the long mirror, "my God, what's happened to me?" He thought to himself, "Nothing by comparison to what's coming, my dear," but he stayed silent. Instead, he said, "You look amazing. Exciting. A lover's dream." "Oooh nnnooo," she was beginning to scream now as she placed her hands on her waist, "it'll kill...
Emily Thompson was a pretty smart, pretty talented, and just plain pretty 18-year-old girl, and that was what people like Brad Mason liked about the head cheerleader of the Watery Vista High School Cheerleading Squad. Even though the handsome, white-skinned, raven-haired jock had to remain focused on his duties as quarterback of the Watery Vista Sharks, the...
The last group of dancers had exited through the backdoor. The assistant director of City Ballet Company moved from office to office, reaching inside to turn off the light switch. Then he rounded the corner and moved up the creaky staircase, walking past cheaply framed posters promoting past performances. The red brick of the building still bore the faint b...
This story is contains adult material and is only suitable for people over the age of 18. This is in no way connected with the subject and is entirely ficticious. Don’t use this without my permission. Now, on with the story! Angelina Jolie was getting prepared for her biggest film yet. Tomb Raider. She had been given the chance to take over as the pneumatic...
Without characters, a story is little more than a detailed road-map, or atlas. Empty scenes, and situations would be hollow, blank neighborhoods, fictional deserts of magnitudes post apocalyptic. Imagine reading a book where you were given beautiful descriptions, detailed environments, dangerous scapes, and deadly terrains, but nothing happened. Ever. Thi...
Chapter 1: How it started My feelings for Louise were for the most part ambivalent. She was, in comparison with most of the girls who work in our office, very attractive, yet her face was probably only average on a scale of one to 5. What made her stand out from the other girls in the office was the way she dressed. The dress code in our Company could best...