This story is based on people, places and events, mostly from my life. Most of the things in this story, or something very similar, have happened -- or been done -- to me. It's not necessary, but I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one. I love feedback, comments, and criticism; it helps me to improve my writing, and e...
Author's Note: I know it's weird to put a foreword on a third chapter of an ongoing series, but I feel it might be necessary in this case. Some "untoward" violence happens to more and more characters as this story goes along, so I feel I should warn any unwary readers who might stumble upon this tale of horror. If you're familiar with the Hammer Horror movie...
My name's Ellie -- and I'm a slut. Well, I must be -- if you look in a dictionary, it describes me just right. Well, some of the time anyway. Most of the time, the dictionary is wrong about me. But then, every now and again, I get a deep aching in the base of my belly, an aching that reaches up to my breasts and down to my pussy, an aching that makes my nip...
SO FAR: Jilted a few days from the altar and now back in her homeland, business consultant Bianca White's attempt to find a female business partner and possible mate for her first client nose-dives. But the quest continues while both Biance and client Marty Young inch closer together. Exciting times lie ahead for both of them. * Bianca White awoke on Satur...
This story was told to me over cocktails at a hotel bar. Is it true? I don't know but the guy swilling his third martini swore it was. I'll leave that to the reader to decide. All names and places have been changed. ***** I. Friday night I was sitting on the living room floor watching a learn to count video with our sixteen month old son when my phone bee...
Attending the corporate party was a requirement. I spent it sipping liquor and talking to my superiors and co-workers. Faith's task as my wife was being charming, and she managed well: she was fun, pretty, playful, polite, and clever when necessary. She discussed Mendelssohn at one table, Balzac at the other, told an anecdote about Einstein's life that made...
Last week I was on a business trip to London – it was only a 2 day thing, with one overnight stay. The hotel we normally use unfortunately was fully booked and it was a struggle to find somewhere close to the office. I ended up booking at one of the boutique hotels over on the East side of London – it meant a bit of a jaunt backwards and forwards to work, bu...
This a continuation from an earlier story. It contains fetish themes of forced feminization, public humiliation and other erotic themes that may not be to everyone's taste. If you enjoy these, please read on and leave comments as to how you'd like the story to evolve or what you like. Enjoy. - DB ***** After a short walk to the restaurant level Sophie excu...
Kat Valdez bit her lip as Peter Richards led her toward Donovan's. It was strange—a little wrong—that it felt so uncomfortable and awkward coming here. It's not as if she'd never been there before. In the nine months that they'd been dating, Peter had taken her to Donovan's, a fairly trendy downtown bar and grill, on several occasions. They'd grabbed drinks...
Hope checked out her reflection in a building front's window while her girlfriends continued jauntily down darkening Main Street in Dallas's Deep Ellum. The jazzy, upscale area of the city's entertainment district was hours away from revving itself up into full party mode. Hope's cousin Lacy had wanted to get out—and home again—early, tomorrow being her wedd...