I'm Henry Reasoner, a construction supervisor for Case Construction, one of the largest firms in our state. Jim Case built the best and most diverse company in the construction game. If it's a building you wanted, we build them from small one-story professional offices to hundred story skyscrapers. If you want a home, we have a home construction division. Ou...
I lay strapped down on a leather-padded bench, my ankles spread wide on its two lower arms, my upper thighs attached to sturdy straps just below my groin, my upper body strapped down by two more straps going across my shoulders and through my armpits. My head was resting on an inflated rubber pillow. I was naked and, embarrassingly for me, displaying an eigh...
Well, I just got home and I had to jots down my thoughts. It has been a while since I've written and I know it is overdue, but to tell you the truth I just didn't think I had much to write about. Then there was the events of this afternoon, and on my drive home I realized I had to write things down. It would be a lot easier if my ass didn't hurt so much,...
It had been a long time since Linda had a day off, but here she was home alone and bored. With a chance to flip channels without her husband home to hog the remote, something on Jerry Springer caught her attention. It was a demonstration of bondage and discipline. She had heard of it, of course, and even joked about it, but never had she seen an actual demon...
For the past three months, Violetta Jones had a recurring dream. It was like a nightmare that really happened many years ago but all evidence had been hidden away. Only the dream's nightly return—vivid as the day that event actually might have happened—was there to stir her memories. A 42 year-old woman with an 18 year-old son away at the state university...
Author's Notes: This story focuses on somewhat naive female robot dominance, boot and glove fetishism and some adventure of a poor chap that's in the wrong place at the wrong side. (You decide) There are four more parts to this story. All together they would be the size of a short novel. This is the first part. Please give any comments or criticisms. If...
-- This is a darker and more intense work than my earlier piece -- with thanks to my editorial helper ellaalltiedup. She is nude, blindfolded, hands bound behind her back, a short chain linking the cuffs on her ankles, he is leading her like and unlike an animal or a slave. The leash is not attached by her collar though, rather to a harness that is of her i...
I have told this story in the first person because I feel it has more impact this way. It has been written as graphically as Catherine described it to me on the way home that night. It was her first experience, but certainly not the last, of having sex with two men when I wasn't involved. She described the experience as one she would like to repeat, and repe...
The jungle has eyes. It watches the intruder; it does not let him out of its sight for one second, follows his every step. It has thousands of eyes, which can see but can't be seen, because they are hidden in the green darkness. The intruder can't see further than a few feet into the jungle, but the jungle sees everything. Its gaze is so intense it makes you...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. *** Part 1 I stood at my door and turned the latch one click to the left, vigorously turning and pulling and pushing the doorknob to double check that it was locked for the night. As I turned away from my door, I quickly surveyed my small studio apartment: it was dark, lit only...