I had just told Amy about me being an escort or if you prefer a male prostitute. I could see the look of shock in her eyes that turned almost to sorrow. "Jeff, I don't know what to say. It was so unexpected. I think you better take me home now," she said with teary eyes. "I need time to think." I paid our bill and we left the lounge without saying a word...
Author's Notes as before: (1) This is fiction; (2) One should never start a book at chapter 7; (3) Jason is not being exploited by anyone except himself; (4) Slavery is illegal. But it can be real. This is just a story; (5) Do NOT EVER leave anyone in bondage as severe as that depicted herein without supervision; (6) This story has scenes in it that wi...
Euphrosyne had to smirk as she walked into the gardens of Pan. There, as she had directed, was the ever handsome and constantly harried Ganymede giving orders to some scantily clad Nymphs and looking quite handsome (and even more exposed) in his tiny loincloth of oak leaves. She was very pleased with her work and even at this distance she could clearly see h...
Many thanks to Angel Love for the great job in editing this story. * Why should such crap happen to an average Scandinavian family? The only possible answer is coincidence. However, when shit hit the fan my wife Annie was thirty-five years old mother of two; nine and seven year old boys. Without make-up, hair in a ponytail, wearing jeans and a T-shirt as s...
Maida grit her teeth as she lugged the heavily laden basket of potatoes back to her parent's house. The sun had not yet burned off the early morning fog and the young woman relished the cool mist. Summer had fully set in and the sun spared no mercy for those that worked the fields. Maida grunted and lifted the basket higher, lean muscles tensing under the lo...
I've been Collette's lover for four years now and this gorgeous, incredibly kinky woman still continues to amaze me. Our sex life would be unimaginable to most people, even those who live lives embracing BDSM and other fetishes, and it's Collette who makes it happen. Of course everything is a trade off in one way or another and being Collette's kept man is t...
Fae Woods Ch. 8 I know, I know… it has been way too long since my last post but I won’t bore you with the details of my oh so mundane life. I hope you enjoy this next chapter in the Fae Woods series and I promise to keep it going. Took me a minute to get my writing mojo going again but it is now firmly in place. My next update is scheduled for October 2013....
A light flurry of snow chased the three young women as they walked along the sidewalk, the surface gleaming wet from melted snow. Laughter and conversation followed them with people calling out cheerfully and drunkenly. Store fronts were well lit and busy, even this late at night and a Salvation Army volunteer called out for donations on seemingly every othe...
The sun rose over the City of Montreal, Quebec. It found Adam Des-Bois sound asleep. The young brother yawned and stretched in his king-sized bed. The guy was honestly and sincerely dead tired. All six feet four inches and two hundred and sixty three pounds of him. In the eyes of the world, he was many things. Quarterback of the Concordia University men's va...
Pelaam© April 2009 I received a request for a story featuring these characters. This story is dedicated to Watercrazy. * If Daniel had been given to gambling, he would be walking away from the table certain he had ridden his luck once too often. It had been close. Too close, but he was still here, still in one piece, if a little battered. He glanced down...