Dinner has Gotten Cold Tom felt bad for his mother. She had gone to a lot of trouble to make a nice dinner to celebrate whatever you might call the new relationship between Tom and Alice and everyone was sitting around the dining table picking at their food when the three of them came appeared. "Angela, sweetheart" exclaimed Susan "Are you all right?" "Ye...
Tom Investigates Angela's mom did not appear to be home. Tom stepped through the front door and called to her. "I'm up in my room, Tom", she answered. Tom went upstairs. Angela was face down on her bed sobbing when Tom came into the room. He sat down beside her and put his hand on her back. They had been good friends since they both were around 5. Now,...
(excerpt from a Vampyre Novel) In agreeing to help, the thanatophobic Baron had one demand: To have the Countess's new companion be part of his obsession with death, beauty, Victoriana, and all things equine. On this special theme night in his club 'The Lair', Jessica was his lead horse at a macabre, fetish, Victorian wake. She had spent a bizarre afternoon...
"I reached my limit, though, when Roy suggested that he and I have sex in our home, him fucking me on our bed, while you were gone on one of your business trips. This seemed awfully disrespectful of you, which it was, since it was mostly a power-over-you-as-his-cuckold play. I initially said, 'no way'." "But then Roy produced a little adhesive skin patch an...
Author's note: This is a story about a woman who turns an older man into a compliant, sissified plaything. If that idea doesn't appeal to you, don't read the story. If you like the idea, read on, and don't forget to vote and leave a comment. You will need to read the previous chapter to see how we got where we are in this one. More will be added if comments...
Judi's letter said: To my dearest love and husband, Casimir McCracken, whom I'll never see again in this life, here's the explanation of my fall, degradation and my quickly-coming death: All the experts say, 'start at the beginning,' so here it is, dumb decisions, my lies, willing-drugging, cheating and sexing and all. You remember the conference for my j...
No connection to any persons or companies by the same, or similar, names is intended. This is totally a work of fiction. Note: The idea for the invisible man was "borrowed" from Frederick Forsyth's book, "The Day of the Jackal". Only the concept has been borrowed, no direct quotation has been used. * The office was quiet. George liked it that way. George...
I think this story has something for most people except lovers of shallow sex, willing cuckolds or 'reconciliation at no cost' types. It will particularly appeal to people like me that have a strong sense of justice. Remember the second B, in BTB can have two meanings. Like my other stories, I have taken a familiar idea and added what I think is a new twist...
Sie hatte dieses Haus gehasst, den Eingangsbereich, das Wartezimmer, das Besprechungszimmer und natürlich wie die meisten der Frauen, das Zimmer, in dem er stand…. Er, das war ein großer alter gynäkologischer Untersuchungsstuhl, wie er sich in jeder Frauenarztpraxis befand, mehr oder weniger modern. Dieser jedoch war auf einem Sockel montiert, wie ein Altar,...
"No." "What do you mean, No! You're my husband, David, not my owner." "Okay, I'll rephrase that. I don't want you going out tonight with your girlfriends, and as your husband, I'm asking." "You're not my boss. I just want to see girls I haven't seen for quite a while." "You've numerous girlfriends, go shopping and lunch with them often. Who're the ones y...