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The Letter

by naughtybessparker on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

I pulled onto the driveway and rummaged for my house keys. "I wonder what she's cooked tonight?" I thought as my stomach growled. It had been a long day at the office and a none too pleasant one at that. The current spate of redundancies had us all on edge and the latest victims of the cutbacks had been given their marching orders that day. My own job wa...

My Life's Playlist Ch. 07

by worldhistorybuff on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

As always, thank you for the vote and support. I promise the next chapter is on its way! WHB Song 14 And though you try to justify the meaning Of the note you sent this evening to my door You're not deceiving me Well, I'd have thought that you'd have known much better Sending 'round an unsigned letter Facing me would be much better now Is it just th...

Hardwood

by Prizmatic on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

Assumably everyone knows who the Keno brothers are--those cute little hottie twins that appraise furniture on Antiques Roadshow. If I ever have a threesome, it'll be with them, although so far they've managed to resist the lure of the antique furniture at my place. Of course this story is pure fiction...but we can dream, can't we? One note: Duncan Phyfe was...

The Desk

by fishophile on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

There was a knock on the heavy oak door. "Come in." The voice was deep yet female; sonorous, used to being authoritative. Chloe opened the door and entered. Instinctively goose pimples appeared on her arms; the very atmosphere in this room startled them into life. The smell of furniture polish and leather seating. The enforced quiet, something like a librar...

The Collaring of Chloe Ch. 21

by MemoryofSnow on Feb 10, 2020
Novels and Novellas

The Collaring of Chloe Chapter 21 - Wise Sissies and Quilt Burritos **Characters and text are protected under copyright law "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" Mittens wailed, her voice pitching higher with each repeat, approaching the point of a shrill shriek. Her back was arched so heavily that her torso had lifted up from the sofa, pawed hands clutching the s...

Stable Boy Ch. 10

by MissLisaJones on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

The next day the weather was a shade cooler but Jim was still in his shirtsleeves as he made his way to work. There was a spring in his step as he went through the morning routine and he was bubbling with anticipation. It seemed that every day was bringing new experiences, most of them positive, and he wondered what was in store for him today. In what seemed...

Blessing of the Wood

by LesLumens on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

A sparrow perched on the windowsill, bathed in sunlight, singing of its joy in a new day — both of which were stabbing into Ella's brain, even though her eyes were still closed. She whimpered and pulled the pillow over her face, but it didn't help. The housewarming party for the home she shared with her twin sister had been one for the ages, but she w...

Cassandra's First Lesson Ch. 1

by Bluesmanii on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Cassandra yielded - the twisting and resisting served only to make the knots tighter - the rope burn more raw. She was atop a table. Nude from her waist down, her hands were bound to the forward legs of the table at the point where those legs met the table top. She was on her knees and her ankles were bound together - ropes crossing and then securing each...

Rachel's Fire: 02

by alexander tzara on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

(CHESS) Its a bit of a nuthouse this building really. Theres old Billy The Hamster upstairs (you really DONT want to know). And that wee wanker Shawn next door to him with the skinhead and the tattoo all round his neck. Then of course theres WhatsErFace. From Dundee I think. WhatsErFace has crazy red hair and we...

A Sissy Saga Ch. 03

by Snurge on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Simon Blanquette went down the stairs quietly hoping to get out of the front door before his mother could confront him, but the woman was alert and had been half-expecting a sly escapade, and he didn't make it. "Where are you going Simon?" she asked him in the hall. Technically an adult he quivered like a child in front of her and offered a soft ingratiat...