What more could I want? It'd been a month since I met Brian, a month since we started seeing each other and a month since I started spending nearly every day at his house. Which brings us to about a month. We move quick. There was something else about Brian. Besides being an intellectual, kind and supportive boyfriend, he was something more behind closed...
Zipping up and buckling his belt, Chad Brown scratched his balding bullet-shaped head, composing a directive in his mind as he turned to his computer to email the 223 people on the payroll of Brown Advertising International Ltd. "Everything's shipshape," announced his personal assistant as she put away her comb and sprayed air-freshener before walking to h...
It appeared that Marty, Shauna, Kerri and I had gotten away, at least momentarily, with Grand Theft, Assault Boat. I met the two gorgeous nurses and Marty at the Supply Quonset where Marty and I drew a set of dress whites, black dress shoes, black kerchief, and white hat apiece. Loaded up, we began walking back toward the piers to grab some clean camos from...
Bondage I looked up through the metal bars. The room was large, almost like four 14 by 16 rooms combined at each right angle. In front of me stood a little black and white T.V. - its content was that of hentai and actual bondage porn; varying from which came first. The large expanse contained 1 door and no windows; there were vents but they only let out hot...
Laurie Catherine Fallon Day 50th: May 29, 1992 In my dream I held pieces of my skull in the crease of my temporal lobes. I imagined the place where the axe cut the stones or the guillotine set up to make the ritual more predictable. It was as if I lived in the blood of my menstrual cunt. I fumbled square balls transformed into testicles and I ran up the...
(Three short short stories in the vein of Edgar Allan Poe to pay tribute to that master of literary horror stories on the 7 October anniversary of his death in 1849) The Rächer For the horrific tale I am about to narrate, I neither expect nor solicit sympathy or expiation, but compelled to tell it I am, as it is with me every waking moment. Would that I co...
"Breakfast," you say casually, as if we're going out to eat, as if you're not standing here with your hands rudely shoved up my blouse, my bra askew, twisting my nipples so brutally hard that I'm on tiptoe, clutching your arm for support, eyes screwed shut, my entire body vibrating. You've reduced me to two piercing points of feeling. The pain is exquisite...
The last public stripping that Filthy Rich Productions had staged had been a huge success. The footage of the poor red-headed victim they got from the camera Dillon had dropped and abandoned was fantastic. If it had not been for the quick-thinking of Bazongaz The Magical Clown, who had been on hand for the shoot, the best footage from the shoot would have be...
[pre-story] Content Warnings: violence (non-sexual), no sex (yet). Disclaimer: All characters are 18+. [/pre-story] ***** Test Your Might: Part 1 "Rest now, Tawo." Rhuno muttered as he gripped the kodo's enchanted reigns, one armored gauntlet gently and reassuringly patting the creature's side, his golden-headed mace hanging off his wrist by its strap....
Chapter 4: To Serve My Master Master ploughed into me, shoving me forward, but then he grabbed my hips and hauled me back onto him. My breasts flopped back and forth underneath me as he shoved and dragged. He fucked me like a rabbit, fast and hard. But he was grunting like a donkey, and loud enough that it almost masked my screams. Still, I haven't had a ma...