The night following my sister's humiliation, we decided that it would be best if we lay low at home. It would allow time for things to cool off and give her time to heal her wounds. Rachael's body was still sore from last night's thorough beating. When she did venture out from room, she stumbled downstairs with her head hung low as she hunched over, clutch...
Chapter 8 – 'Let the Games Begin' Jack sat at his desk, phone in hand, his eyes transfixed to his PC monitor. A small window on his screen displayed the image that was laying less than ten feet away from him. His lips curling up to a wry grin, he started to type. Helena Sharp cautiously pulled on her leather glove. She was nervous because she had never con...
We were spending our second summer together, which allowed me to wear my bikini swimsuits in front of my husband. (I find it easier to call him my husband despite the fact that we were not married at the time.) Although my choice of swimsuits at the time covered much more of me than they do now, I loved how he looked at me. I could see in his eyes that he en...
I couldn't have been happier to come help you with your dishwasher malfunction in your new home. I noticed you when you moved in, and you certainly caught my eye. I was hoping I was your type, but the shy, quiet-on-the-outside me typically isn't good at getting a woman's attention. But here I was, in your home and helping out hoping I was making a good impre...
Depression can be a thing of beauty. A deep enough one allows you to finally see all the fucked up things about yourself that you couldn't possibly change with two lifetimes. I came to this realization two days ago, of my third year of depression. You would think that someone like me would have absolutely nothing to be depressed about, yet here I am once...
Just after I turned eighteen my parents decided to go on a short vacation, but I could not go with them because I had just started a job with a local hamburger joint. Although I was eighteen, my parents, still thinking of me as a little kid, asked the girl who lived next door to look in on me occasionally. She was a twenty two year old college student who li...
I had a free night tonight and so'd my friend, Brookie. You remember her, right? My submissive-in-training? Well, anyway, she came over because this is our last chance to be together before the Holidays- due to family commitments, et al. I ordered her to strip naked as soon as she walked in the front door. Now, let me take a moment to set the scene for y...
Standing outside the bedroom door, the woman called Dove tried to still the butterflies in her stomach. She looked down at the simple white linen robe she wore. The plain thin garment, open in front but folded over and tied closed by an equally plain cord, clung to her freshly washed body. The hard tips of her small breasts were clearly visible as they press...
Chapter One: The Reunion This is my first submission. I hope you enjoy it. It had been almost 15 years since she last saw her childhood sweetheart. She kept tabs on him through family members, mutual friends, and even his mother. She was in her mid- thirties. Her hair was jet black and it fell in loose curls past her shoulders. Her eyes were a golden brown...
Chapter Six: Pillow talk Author's Note: This story is complete fantasy. Any resemblance to people, living or dead, companies or inventions is purely accidental. The story will make more sense if chapters 1 to 5 are read first. ********** On Saturday night, Peter first made love to Jenny standing up against the bedroom wall because she would not leave hi...