I. Miles wasn't angry. He was more annoyed than pissed, to be perfectly honest. Swinging through the streets of NYC was usually a good remedy for frustration. But today was different. He had been left behind. The black and red webslinger knew he was on the younger side compared to the other heroes. Stark was slowly but surely getting some silver in his...
Chapter 6 What doesn't kill you ... That early December weekend began the confirmation of the love affair between Gabrielle and me. If there had been any doubt beforehand, there was none now. By Christmas we had moved in together. We made no secret of our relationship. I phoned Rex to make sure he was aware of our decision and while he was surprised and won...
Chapter 16 -- The Bus Driver Kim had to return to work at the music store immediately following Malka's punishment. Eloisa entered Dukov's office to remind Kim that she was needed at the customer service counter. She stopped to look at Malka's prostrate body and collection of dark welts and bruises. She was awestruck by the severity of Malka's punishment, a...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Part 1 Claire picked idly at her fingernails and her thoughts, sitting behind the counter of OfficeOptions, her current place of employment. A small part of her brain warned her she was ruining a relatively nice manicure, but she was too perturbed by the rest of her thoughts to care. She was genuinely torn, a situation she didn't enjoy. Claire had always be...
I stretched with languid movements on the pool deckchair. "Oh well," I said to myself, "Guess it's time to get back to work." I had spent about an hour down by the pool at Jeremy's condo enjoying the sunshine, a few beers and a dip in the clear water. I had been trying to relax and wind down from the sexual tension that dominating my sub had stirred in me bu...
"Maple Walnut" Katie woke in her warm bed from a tweet of her text. She sat up and put on her round glasses. She grabbed her rose smart phone from her nightstand and looked at the text. It was from Rosa, and she made a face about it. It read "16 days until Kendra's birthday!" "Dammit, Rosa!" She groaned, flipping over her green covers. She rubbed her flat...
Author's Note: A Drow's Dilemma began as a one-on-one roleplaying project and has been converted into a chapter-by-chapter format for weekly posting with the permission and assistance from my partner. It will contain a considerable amount of sexual themes such as femdom, lesbian, straight, 'reverse' rape, BDSM, group sex, romance, and other themes. The mai...
Chapter 37 - The Rest of the Summer The next day Carol was slightly distracted by the events and conversation of the night before. Whenever she was not concentrating on something at work she would try to understand what that thing was that seemed to be going on between her and Jason. She also gave some thought to the whole concept of "Fuck buddies" as they...
Dirk took a step back, wiped the sweat from his forehead and studied the engine again. He'd been working on the car all day, trying to fix the problem with the doohickey that fed into the whatchamacallit. It was clogged or cracked or maybe even clogracked. Whatever the problem was, he wasn't going to give up. He'd fix that damn car if it took the rest of his...