The Hangman Cometh: A correction By Woodmanone Copyright February, 2013 (This is a reposting of the original story. There was a problem when I posted the continuation of the story called The Hangman Cometh: Tyler Rawlings. I'd had problems posting Part 2 and apparently the webmaster misunderstood the email concerning those problems and replaceed the first...
There is an old saying; you don't cheat the hang man. So, when my husband was convicted of assault and sentenced to hang, I felt like my whole world was crumbling at my feet. I had to get him out of the noose and the only way I saw this happening was to offer another body in his stead, my body. So the night before the hanging I waited until my husband was fa...
Thank you for selecting this little story. I trust you find it pleasant and not too gory. Happy I if it draws a hand Down to cock or cunny, Or, gentle Reader, were it deemed to be Dead Funny. * The events which so greatly affected the course of my existence occurred not long after I had attained my nineteenth year. My father, Sir Thomas Martham, was the g...
Welcome! This place serves as a proving grounds for 'quest' type of stories. Definition of 'quest story' It's a type of story which reader can actively shape - in a simple way. In each new thread published by the author, the reader will be given a number of options, to choose from, which the story can take turn. After all the readers made their choice, the v...
My sexual relationship with Maria developed along lines much differently than when we had first met. Our first date ever years before this story takes place ended with her sitting on my face and grinding her pussy against my mouth while she sucked my cock, without relief, for 45 minutes before falling asleep. Fast forward three years later when I had just r...
A lot of people wander through life wondering about their purpose, where they're meant to be and what they're meant to do. For me, all of those questions were answered the day Ayako Tokushima came back into my life. It takes a special kind of person to show you their best when you're at your worst. Before I tell you about the woman who saved my life and brou...
Victoria smiled as she admired her reflection in the huge floor to ceiling mirror wall in her elegant private dressing salon. She was glad the war was over; it was good to wear white gloves and nylons again. Examining her image more critically she adjusted her hat just a tad so her lovely blonde bangs peaked out just so. Now that the occupation was over th...
Part 7 – Turning Michelle lay there trembling, considering his words. She could end the game...end the pain...and...end the brutal pleasure that only he was capable of giving. She could end the game...and end the humiliation...and...end the terrible thrill of his appetites. Or she could see it through to the end...and endure the punishment...and feel secure...
Chapter 2 The Hunt Rick turned the key to unlock the front door. He had taken Ms. White up on her request to have him house sit while she was away for the weekend. He dropped the mail and newspaper on the small table by the front door. He saw the first note from across the room. It was a small scrap of paper sticking out of the book case. As he got closer...
I. It didn't matter at all that Christine was married. She met Bobby at the mandatory course for all new admittees to the DC Bar. In a large ballroom of the Ronald Reagan Building downtown, Christine was seated at one of the endless rows of tables, apathetically glancing through the course materials. The room was starting to fill up; there was the low backg...