The fervor rises as a third prisoner is ceremoniously hoisted over the square. Drawn to this spectacle, Monica reacts as one of the throng, hooting and jeering as the ragged, emancipated men hang above them. The huge Master of Ceremonies bellows over the din, "Perhaps our Lord and king will save this child murderer from the sharp end of the guillotine". He p...
Faithful reader, I was well and truly depleted at this point; my day had been long and arduous. I decided to spend some time with the girl in conversation. I used my sleeve to brush away her tears, and again carefully removed the pear from her mouth after warning her to keep a civil tongue in her head. "So, Fine Bitch; now you have experienced the loss of o...
He heard her car pull up and rushed to open the door before she could even knock, eager to feel her touch. She walked in and smiled, dropping her things to the floor and kissing him passionately without saying a word to him. This was how they liked to begin. Her showing up to his hotel rooms and him being fully undressed by the time she arrived. This was ju...
The First of the Three Spirits I snapped awake, my eyes wide, staring into the darkness. Something had awakened me - but what? I seemed to remember, as in the fading remnants of a dream, the sound of bells... jingle bells, which might have made sense; it was Christmas Eve, after all... ...were it not for the fact that it was 2 AM on Christmas Eve, and a...
For all my sins, despite all my political ravings, I am at heart a decadent slut. That's what I thought to myself as I looked in the mirror, in a deep sapphire blue gown, decorated in shining silver lace and taffeta, layer upon layer of material combining to form this complex, ridiculously luxurious whole. A matching choker rest tightly on my neck, an old st...
She was thrilled. What a perfect chance. She signed the contract with a happy rush of accomplishment and handed it back to her agent. She had been offered the lead outright. Her agent had told her they'd asked for her specifically first. No need to audition. The script was gorgeous, by a new writer she'd never heard of, and she wanted to be there when he m...
There are times in one's life when the lines between fantasy and reality get blurred. Your imagination can ask you questions the your rationale cannot answer. The wonder of it all becomes your guide into life's mysterious wilderness...and yet somehow the most simplest of things can seem so unreal, as if the mundane no longer exists, or at least, not be ackno...
Stonecutter is a multipart fantasy. This is the third part, so reading the other two parts will help make sense of it. Thank you Elorra Butler for all your help and encouragement. All mistakes are my own. Stonecutter pt.3 There before me, the woman that I had not seen for many, many decades, and two seconds later I was knocked out, kicked in my skull by h...
The reality TV show host was interviewing a young couple who wanted to appear on his show. Jillian a busty young blonde, Frank, tall and well built. Frank was explaining their ideas, a TV show that explored the wild world of BDSM and Jillian would be a willing victim and he would be the brutal master. The discussion went back and forth the host was looking...
DISCLAIMER: 1)This text does not, in any way, claim that a cigar, or generally smoking, is not harmful for both the smoker's health and that of those around him. Also, it does not claim that a cigar is less harmful than a normal cigarette. 2)This text was written for people who are adults and who are smoking or have decided, in their own free will, to sta...