"Master Mark! Aaah! You are hurting me!" "Just a bit longer, Syr, you can endure it for me, I'm sure. Both of us are going to be happy when this is done." "But, I'm bleeding. I'm not acting this time. You are too rough." "I'm not too rough. You are going to be fine!" "Be more gentle. AAaah! Not like this!" "Stop whining! You promised to do this for me."...
Brooklyn I entered the opulent offices of Legato Real Estate Development. There were no windows for a view of the Manhattan skyline, as the office was in the center of the building, but that didn't detract from the impact. Marble floor, expensive wood on the walls, and the whispering splash of a waterfall front and center behind the receptionist. "May I he...
NOTE: Everyone depicted having sexual relations in this story is 18 or over, whether explicitly stated or not. Also, this part of the story contains non-sensual sex. If that offends you, please don't read it. In addition, this section became VERY long at 56 word pages. It has some redundancy with part 1, particularly when the same scene is being shown from s...
Author's note: This one is for A Song from My Story, a Story for My Song challenge. The KISS song "It Never Goes Away," has a line that I love: "there's nothing I can do, there's nothing I can say, and even if I could, and even if I would, it never goes away." I've used it here in the context of taking away the pain of losing a loved one, even though that'...
As I finish this chapter and prepare to start on the final ninth chapter I want to take a moment to thank everyone that has sent me letters of support. You have really helped keep me going in writing this and I hope you have enjoyed the ride as much as I have. ***** Chapter 8 - The Prison Billie was being pulled through gates faster than his feet could ke...
"Here? Now?" There was disbelief in the girl's voice, as if she'd misunderstood. As if she'd misheard. As if she'd misinterpreted her new station. It was as if the conversation that had preceded the instruction had been a purely rhetorical exercise, or as if they'd been talking about someone else. She couldn't possibly comply. Not here. Not now. Abigail...
I watch as her body relaxes into sleep. As gently as I can, I remove the blindfold, the earplugs, and the handcuffs, tossing them onto the floor. My little minx. I decide to leave the collar on, but I unclip the leash and toss it on the floor also. I watch her for a long time. First her face nuzzles into my neck. Then she rolls over, pressing her hands again...
"Come here you," the beaming bride exclaimed as she opened her arms and embraced one of the ushers from her wedding. She tilted her face up toward his and leaned in for a kiss, full and open mouthed, her tongue doing a tango with his. They broke the kiss with a giggle as the bride leaned back and looked up at him. "I owe the two of you so much, Tim. Honestl...
Looking up, I saw her in the companionway—blonde, young, tanned, grimy and scared, in bare midriff crop top and dirty white shorts--as she quavered, "well, where're we off to?" - - - - - Walking down the dock in July of 2001, I pulled the little two-wheeled fiberglass cart behind me, loaded with a generous 10 days worth of food and supplies, for an early s...
-- CHAPTER 3: The Party -- *** *MAY* I grunted and gripped her tight ass harder, pulling her body against me despite the viscous resistance surrounding us. Her long, lithe legs were scissored behind me, holding her own weight while she thrashed in our lovemaking. I grunted again and really began to pound her. Our movements were slow, but powerful and ste...