Strange things happen at the strangest times. Last week a client of mine gave me a ticket to the opera. Why I don't know, but he did. Me at an opera would be a terrible thing to consider from anyone's point of view, especially mine. Now don't get me wrong, I love music, all kinds of music with maybe the exception of acid rock, rap, and hard opera. The idea o...
Chapter 29 A Woman ScornedAs they left Palos Verdes and headed back downtown, Lauren checked her messages as she drove, speaking on her Bluetooth when she needed to reply. Carmen looked out the window. When Lauren had stopped using her cell, Carmen didn't notice. Lauren glanced over quickly once or twice, and let Carmen work on whatever she was working on....
"The process," Dr. Willover spoke into her lapel mike as she made minor adjustments on the computer, "while not perfected is, I believe, in the final stages of development." The doctor adjusted her glasses, peered at the display. The wire frame image of the cat reflected in her emerald eyes. Satisfied by what she saw, she continued speaking, causing the idle...
Copyright Oggbashan July 2016. The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ********************** I woke up feeling awful. My head pounded...
Lena Waiting at the passenger side of my car, I extended my hand to help him down. He accepted, and we strolled toward his front door. Some guys were still too proud to be assisted, but most were getting over it. Brian, my date for the evening, gave me an expectant smile as I knelt on his porch -- or, more accurately, his mother's porch -- to say good ni...
Short and to the point: This is a Breast Expansion Fetish story. If B.E.'s not up your alley, then you probably shouldn't bother with this tale. Thank you. ~ Siren Song: The Siren Song Extended — Menena's Comeuppance by Paul Gerard (a pen name) ~ First Draft started 2008-06-17 This version 2013-11-16 Proof-reading: A very heartfelt thank you to Coff...
It was Friday evening. The stresses of the week had passed, and the stresses of the next week had yet to make their presence felt. Students were descending on Grounder's to rupture the newfound calm with chaos of their own design. The bar had an exorcism for everyone's pent-up tension: some people released it through pounding drink, some danced till their mu...
Author's Note: This was requested by one of my readers. Read the tags before continuing. ***** The pole was icy against her skin. It cut through the skimpy clothes she wore like a dart through paper, defeating the purpose of her thong and bikini top, but still she kept moving. Her arms slid along the metal, down her body, across the arc of her hips, then b...
Author's note: As with Part 1 of this story, there are a few Australianisms and other minor references to popular culture, particularly music genres, bands, and a couple of local festivals, which may not be entirely clear as to their meaning. I've tried to explain some as naturally as possible in the text. However, I'll briefly mention a few closely related...
NOTE: This story takes place after Kat's Boytoy: The Party and Kat's Boytoy: Wild Lust CHAPTER ONE My name is Kat and I am an Esper, a person gifted with psychic powers. For over a year and a half now, I have been enjoying an intensely kinky BDSM relationship with my boytoy, Ben. Instead of whips and chains and chastity belts, however, I use my mental abil...