By jay.palin © 2008. All Rights Reserved. I urge you to read the two earlier chapters for background. All characters are at least 18 years old. When my wife of twenty years and I divorced and I moved from the city to a lakeside cabin in the mountains of California to get away from it all, I had little reason to suspect my life would get more complicated. T...
I'm bent at the waist, my torso resting comfortably on a padded pedestal, my breasts dangling. My hands bound behind my back with thick leather cuffs, a length of rope connecting my wrists to the leather collar adorning my neck, forcing me to arch my back. You reach down and grasp my right ankle bringing it up to hook to my wrist restraints, leaving me per...
This story, and all my stories, contain fictionalized characters from memories of my life. First, a little about me. As I write this I am a Black, sixty + year old, still sexually active, bi, woman. When this adventure started in my 30's. At 30 years old I was at about 125 pounds, today 140. I am still 5 foot 7 inches tall, what were 36 Cs are now 38 Ds. I...
The heavy frankincense incense burned into her nostrils and afflicted her eyes as they rolled about the interior of the tent. The lush folds of gold, red and purple material hung about her creating ghostly faces in the shadows. They seemed to laugh at her humiliation as her legs sprawl open over the silk floor covers circled in pillows tossed away in the str...
WARNING: This story contains serious pain and sadomasochism. If that is not your thing, please find another story. * Tarron regained consciousness slowly. His mind was fogged from the tranquilizer dart that had brought him down. He became aware of pain in his joints and wrists, tried to curl and realized that his arms were tightly bound above him, body han...
It was just a normal Saturday night. The music was loud from inside Club Virtue. The glass panels in the ceiling exposing a beautiful full moon in the partly cloudy midnight sky. Dancers and party goers scattered across the multi-floored venue, the middle of the place open to a colorful dance floor. The steady thump of the bass from the DJ pounded throughout...
Lauren Laframboise slammed her office door shut, and then leaned against it. Her bare skin pressed against the wood, her left hand remained on the handle for stability. Her legs felt weak, as if they'd give out beneath her. She took a deep breath, and then whimpered out an exhalation. She shut her eyes, doing her best to will herself into forgetting what had...
Delays, delays, delays. I've edited, re-edited, and re-re-edited this segment so many times now. Pretty sure I've caught as many errors as I'm going to at this point. I'm also tried a new submission method. Rather than submitting a word file, I'm sending it via plain text and formatting tags. Hopefully it comes through okay, but the main reason I'm doing thi...
Wendy was getting up as I awoke. She was sitting on the side of the bed, slipping into her white towelling dressing gown. I just caught a glimpse of the side of her bare breast and her smooth shoulders before her gorgeous body was hidden by the white towelling. She glanced back and saw I was awake. "Well, up you get. My lads will be here any minute." Wendy...
Chapter 20: "Locat Nazu requiem...Naza locat requiem...locat nazu..." The chant had been going on for seven days. The witches of the pure elements, water, earth, fire, and air continued their location chant in vain. Caligula stood over them, staring at the marble basin and its odd stillness with disdain. Despite their best efforts, despite his immeasurab...