Beneath its veneer of intellectualism, liberalism and cosmopolitan outlook, Boston is a place teeming with Supernatural elements, so you'd think a Wolf-Woman like myself would feel right at home. The Supernatural mixes with the mundane quite beautifully. Ordinary people would be quite surprised to find out that members of the Blue Man Group are not what they...
"Ugh," I moaned as I slowly lifted my head from the soft pillow. My head was pounding man this hurts I groan, I slowly open my eyes trying to take in my surroundings. "Why hello, I see you are finally awake," a mysteriously silky voice murmurs. I jump in shock, and turn to locate the person making such a beautiful sound. I look around the dark and seemingly...
My name is Alastair Rashkel and I'm a big and tall Black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Anyone looking at me sees a regular-looking brother, and that's cool with me. It just means that my disguise is working like a charm. You see, I'm no ordinary brother. I'm actually a Vampire. Been one all my life. Vampires do exist. We look like normal...
I was in Bangkok on business. The accounting firm for whom I am employed sent me there to set up an office. I had been in cordial but intense negotiations all week, and I needed a break. It was Friday afternoon and I decided to have some fun while I was in this bustling city, before I had to return to Chicago. Leaving my professional apparel in my hotel ro...
Terry was completely broke. She lost her job waitressing after a particularly rude customer, set her off. "Miss, this water is tepid, and this steak not bloody enough" He said, as blood oozed out of his steak. "You simply are, an incompetent imbecile." Terry had been back and forth, to and from the kitchen, trying her best to satisfy this pompous ass, for...
Chapter One He had never had much problem picking women up. Sure he could find women to screw, but he wanted, no needed, something more. Much more. He wanted none of the pain and torture that dominated the S & M scene, but he did yearn to be dominated by a woman of debauchery. And this wasn't something he cared to do in his hometown. He really didn't give a...
Dear Shoeblossom: Do you get many letters from Jeff City, or from Missouri at all? Harmon, my husband tells me we are the "silent majority" and no one cares about us, until the Presidential elections come around. Then we're considered the conservatives, I suppose. Harmon and I were at one of those Tea Party Town Hall events, and I remember reading an edito...
So off we went to the mall again. My gorgeous wife wearing her short fly away summer skirt, and a top that swept across her breasts presenting a cleavage every man wanted to drown in. It wasn't as windy as the previous week, so she didn't flash quite as much, and I avoided the park, as I didn't want her to run into that boy again. She chose a dress for the...
Author's note: This story occurs near the end of "Little" Sister. There is no intercourse. I leave it to you whether there is any sex. FemDom and spanking. White Tie and Red Tail Patricia "Trish" Warner was elated when the call came. She knew her references were good, but the Roosevelt was decidedly middle class. The interview was for the Plaza—Central P...
Dr. Adrian, an unconventional sex therapist by trade and passion, greeted her current clients with a sense of intrigue and curiosity. Apparently, Carson and Paisley Morrison had gotten themselves entangled in an open relationship that hadn't ended so splendidly. Love was definitely a many splendored thing, but not so much in their case. She closed their indi...