There was a heavy knock on the metal door. A female voice echoed through and into the metal room inside. "Hart? Corporal Hart? I'm coming in." The door slid open, and a slender woman of about thirty walked into the small, dark quarters inside. Her dark brown hair was tied neatly up, and bobbed above the collar of her uniform shirt as she stepped in. Feelin...
For most of his life, Hart Richards had two priorities. The first priority was family. He treasured his parents, his sisters and nieces and nephews. He would have done, and did do, anything to make their lives better. The second priority was an all-consuming one that threatened to destroy Hart. He wasn't aware of it until it was almost too late. He became o...
Ch 2: Knee Deep Corporal Hart moved into the next room, and took a seat in an obvious chair at the center of the otherwise bare room. Immediately after settling himself, he felt the cuffs and ankles of his suit lock down tight to the chair, as if magnetized. He tried to struggle against the restraint, but was powerless; he could only move his hips from the...
I was sitting somewhat gloomily under the beach umbrella idly listening to the ocean rollers pounding on the shore. It was a beautiful day with the bright sunlight heat tempered by the gentle breeze coming in from the sea. Further along the beach I could see two stick like figures of children throwing something into the sea for an equally stick like dog to...
Author's Note: Sorry for the delay between installments. Thanks to all of those who have emailed in response to the stories. Please keep up the feedback. * * * * * It was Saturday afternoon, and Chris stood under the shower, letting the hot water spray the back of his neck. He replayed the events of the last couple of weeks in his head. Two weeks ago, he h...
This is a satirical version of the movie 9 to 5, which very nicely satirized sexist male behavior. It's long, but it includes three distinct episodes. In this satire of the satire, the male is substantially more sexist and many of the woman appreciably more compliant. If that doesn't sound at all appealing, or if you don't like stories involving submission o...
Henry was on his way to the coffee shop his old friend Cynthia had asked to meet up he hadn't seen her in a few months and he was excited to catch up. He got to the café and ordered a plain coffee for himself and a frappe for Cynthia. She arrived a few minutes after him and took a seat at the table with him. "How have you been?" he asked, "it's been a whil...
It wasn't the pain that bothered Hart, nor was it the strange numbness he felt in his fingers and toes, it was the odd sense of loss that pulsed through his body that saddened him. So ironic that just as he seemed reborn into life, it could change so quickly. It was like this when his wife died several years ago, a contentment, a satisfaction with day to day...
This is the thirteenth installment of Mrs. Hart's Ache Chapter IV Things are coming to a head ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: see the Index of Terms for the definition of any word with which you are not familiar. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of his newest...
Preface: This first chapter is less about erotica and more about character development. Scenes will become sexier as the plot progresses. * Richard strolled coolly to the penitentiary where the fulfillment slaves were held. Though his heart was pounding in his ears he kept his face stoic and expressionless and his pace leisurely despite his hurry to get...