3:00pm... The workday was done. I'd been eagerly waiting for this time. On lunch I pulled our 'toy' chest (actually a footlocker) out of the closet for easy access that evening. Months before, I told my wife, Kaitlyn, that sometime she's going to come home and find Nicole bound to the bed just waiting for her. It was that day. Not wasting any time, I logg...
**Author's Note: This is a second part to my other story "Home Invasion". I wasn't going to continue this story but a friend of mine asked me to do another one. I don't think I'm going to go on with this story because I don't have any more ideas for it. If I do I'll see if I can write another short. ******** The moon was on it's waning cycle, it's silver b...
The Majestic stared at the corner of her room. Her bath steamed around her and smelled of burnstone powder -- a musty sweet smell. One arm was draped over the edge of her tub where The Obedient was busy cleaning and polishing her mistress's fingernails. The servant girl's deep crimson hair was now accented with the beginnings of a blond streak where her woun...
"Unit Six to Unit One, the Fox is on the move." A man reading a newspaper relayed. Watching two sheer pantyhose wrapped legs, crossing one in front of the other. The sound of her high heel halves clacked' with a rhythm as she fumbled in her purse for her shades. "She is exiting the building," he relayed. "Look alive Unit Two, here she comes." Sergeant Murph...
As far as business trips go this one was a bust. The client I was to meet with had a burst appendix two hours into our first meeting and had to be carried off to the hospital. As a result I was home two days early. Beverly's car was in the driveway; good, I thought, I was horny as a goat and a round in the sack and a good dinner at Carl's Chop House would do...
He threw the three severed heads to the floor before us, either as a warning or a challenge, which it was I couldn't know. Perhaps both? I now saw the mace he hefted in his other fist. Its brutal spikes were unwashed, and black with dried blood. I snatched a cloth from where it was slung as a screen beside the bed, and flung it across my girl, covering her...
The stalker searches for girls and women that live alone, with few friends or family and appear easy targets. Using large stores, libraries and other public areas he is unnoticed observing the females in their daily routines. He selects and stalks his prey for several days, memorizing their routes and patterns, security measures, learning their habits, weakn...
When he woke again, he went into shivers right away, his body retracting away from the cold. Not that it was freezing in the room or anything. As near as Ron could tell, it was the same temperature it had been when he was knocked out, no change there. No, he was the thing that had changed - his work clothes had been pulled off, leaving him in nothing but a p...
There was an intruder in the room, in bed with me. I couldn't see very well. It was a moonless night, and the room was very dark. I had turned off the nightlight my sister kept plugged into the outlet near the door because the light bothered me while I was trying to fall asleep. It was only a tiny light, giving off less light than a candle, but I needed ab...
Author's Foreword: Many thanks to constructive criticisms given on previous works. What follows is a mystery story about the murder of one body and two souls. It probably will be my last submission in the 'Loving Wives' category though I have a dozen plots suitable for others that I may decide to write. * Lisa Dominick and Gerald Jackson were couple 397...