Ciao, its been awhile huh? Sorry this new internship has been kicking my ass lately. New transitions in life take some adjustment. I guess I don't have an editor anymore since mine fell off the face off this planet, but I'll try to press on. Please give your honest opinion, criticism will be a tremendous help as of now (: ~ ~ ~ ~ Bree shook me awake, stub...
Again the ravings of a lunatic. Fiction. I like this story. It seemed so real when the idea grew in my mind. There is no sex. I have no idea where this should be posted. So I will put in the Loving Wives and get on with it. Copyright by mcwade May 15, 2005. The damnest story you ever heard: OK. Here we go. I am 63 years old. My gut is a bit too large; my w...
[note: a short chapter here, but a necessary aside before you begin. Most have figured out by now that my 'Adrian Leverkühn' moniker comes from Thomas Mann's Doctor Faustus. Fine, that's true enough. But I want to draw your attention to another work by Mann, The Magic Mountain. Note we're writing about Harry Callahan, or HC. The Magic Mountain is a sort of G...
When Sanaii received a dance scholarship to the prestigious Hill University, it was a dream come true for her hard working, small town parents. Their daughter would have a chance to pursue her artistic dreams, and their modest middle income tax bracket would not be a barrier to her receiving an education at a school with tuition exceeding their combined inco...
John woke and started to turn over, then realized he couldn't. His arms were over his head, his wrists bound together with a silk tie, which was wrapped around the brass headboard. He was a prisoner! He looked around the dark bedroom, trying to see his Roxie, but he didn't find her. Suddenly, he heard the scrape of a match and saw the flame illuminating her...
Note from author: This was written after receiving a phone call from a wrong number and a few minutes later the gentleman called me again because he liked the sound of my voice. With no clue as to his name, his appearance, or even his race, I wrote this fantasy based strictly on the sound of his deep, bass voice and the way it truly sent shivers up my spine...
The minute she walked into the crowded club, she felt his presence. She was very nervous about being here, having never been willing to act upon her submissive nature before. In a moment of pure spontaneity she had agreed to come to this club, where dominant men find submissive women. And here she was, unsure of what to do. She had met him online a couple...
As he struggled to hold on to the rope that he was dangling from, Robert found himself surrendering to the helplessness of his situation. Once again his enemies in the neighborhood had caught up to him and dragged him to the woods to be hung from a tree by his tighty whities. His feet were barely touching the ground and his pants had been taken. The thugs an...
Yet another installment of the Soleman adventures. Ah, Ye of little faith if you thought I didn’t have at least a couple of experiences with foreign girls. This particular episode happened the summer of my junior year in college. Though not my first time with an international woman, it is by far the best experience. So without further ado…I give you, A taste...
“Tell me your deepest fantasy. Tell me something you’ve always wanted to try.” The words were rough, whispered rhythmically into my ear. My mind ran a million miles an hour, and I gasped a little as he thrust hard into me. “I want to be...tied up. I want to give myself to you completely. However you want.” He groaned low in his throat. “I thought that mig...