I bring you a room, tastefully decorated with soft furnishings, a comfy lounge, large soft chairs, a large bed with white satin sheets in one corner, in the other corner there are toys hanging on the wall behind a lace curtain. You can make out a variety of silk scarves, ropes, handcuffs, leather straps, clamps, a gag. "Did you enjoy dinner my love?" I ask...
Characters: Donna Abondando Valerie Haywood Baldwin Jones Connie McDowell Greg Medavoy Kenisha This celebrity parody involves characters of the hit show “NYPD Blue”. No inference about their sexual preferences or activities should be drawn. For the purpose of this story, McDowell and Sipowicz are not married and she is not pregnant. The author is amazed...
In May 2007, I wrote a "How to" essay entitled "Doggerel for Dummies," which consisted of suggestions on writing fun poetry. This is a continuation of that first essay, and it discusses more advanced rhymestering. At that time, I concentrated on couplets and limericks. The former are two consecutive lines that are in the same meter and have last words t...
As she sat in the bar, contemplating her drink, she sighed and thought, 'None of these humans will do. They are too weak, too sleazy, or too drunk for me. I'll have to take care of this myself.' She was a werewolf in desperate need of release. She paid for her drinks and got off her stool, brushing past a large man as she walked out of the door, not noticin...
The Starlight Sonata, Part III Heart of the Sunrise ©2008 by Adrian Leverkuhn (Note: The first part of the Sonata appeared under the title "Woman in Chains"; the second part as "The Stones of Years".) III Anna Podgolskiv recoils in horror when she feels the full fury of the old man's eyes bore into her soul. She stumbles backwards, trips on a fallen l...
It seemed like the drive to New Orleans was so much longer than it had been before. We were finally going to a place which offered the freedom we had dreamed of and the acceptance of who we were no matter what. The Sanctum of Lavishness was within walking distance now and I couldn't wait another second for the chance to have what was desired and needed for s...
Joanna had a lasting presence in my fantasies, when I was younger. Still has. She was the maid in my grandparent's house where I spent most of my summer holidays. I remember the great commotion in the neighborhood on the day that my grandmother hired Joanna, as well as I remember thinking of me as the luckiest guy in the world for having her all to myself,...
Summertime is hot here in the south. For those of you who don't live down this way, it's really hard to explain. By the time July gets into full swing you can actually suffer second degree burns from that cheap vinyl upholstery on a car seat. And the guys can testify that by August, your balls get so hot and sweaty that they are effectively superglued to you...
I'm a white female getting close to the big 50. I grew up in a very racist family on a farm in the Texas panhandle. When I was in high school, the schools in my area had started the integration process, but there was really no mixing between black and white students in reality. It was like two separate schools, one black and one white, within the same school...
Sarah sat bare-chested on the bed’s edge. The dimday sun filtered through the towel over my window; her skin was hale and fair in that hazy light. Sarah’s face was round. Her eyes were big, set above an even, aquiline nose and bee-stung lips. Her dyed red hair curled behind her ears like ram’s horns. I loved that face –I loved her. As I slid my hand along th...