He had fantasised about it for decades. He had planned and plotted and masturbated about it for years. He had spent over one year building and preparing his secret hideaway. Now everything was ready, he was ready. All he needed now was his first victim. It was summer. The skies were clear the sun shone bright and strong. There was a small breeze on the air...
For many years I was a manager of several apartment complexes. The basic facts of story below were told to me by one of my most experienced maintenance men. Whether it is true or not is of no interest to me. I loved hearing about it from the source. Naturally I have "fleshed" out the plot and action making the event more plausible. The maintenance man for...
He prepared for his day early in the morning. Each day it began at 6 am. His job was painfully boring. Sitting on the launch area of the giant water slide at the park. It’s blind curves at certain areas made it so that during the darkness of night he could “ modify” the shoots and tubes. As each trap door was tested and assured that there opening would do ex...
The walls were cold and wet hard metal in texture. No light or sounds it was sealed buried deep and never seen. The one small trap door was through the ceiling. A single floor drain in the center of the room. A single bulb hung from a crude junction box on the ceiling. Too tight or high for any use. The trap door opened outward no latches on inside of it. Th...
Hello and welcome to my readers. Thanks for your votes and comments on my previous stories. This tale of love and dedication is my entry in the Earth Day Story contest. I hope you enjoy it and the other contestants stories as well. Have a great Earth Day. ---------------------------------------- Brooke couldn't believe what she was reading. Ivy University...
The only day Renée broke her routine she had a friend, for the first time he'd seen since he'd learned of her. Her companion was a boyish thing, about Renée's age but a couple of inches shorter. They both carried towels and wore only water-wear—the girl's a white string two-piece, her friend's a red leotard with a blue diagonal stripe. The Filthy Hermit saw...
This story is for a compilation of many different bdsm adventures. It was formerly known as latex adventures, but as chapters developed they dealt more and more with different aspects of bdsm, and less consistently with latex. Latex still exists as a strong element in many of the chapters, namely because I like to write about characters wearing it. I created...
*** He decided to head Matthew's advice. He wasn't going anywhere near that club. If she was so fickle, and so childish and immature that she was afraid of her own growing attraction to him, and maybe even love, as she screamed out when she came, she was going to need to grow up and get over it. He cared for Lynne a lot already, but he wasn't just going to...
Thanks to all for reading and commenting...and for sticking with this for going on three years! Please keep leaving your comments, it really gets me writing. Vinkb ____________________ Night was falling, and at his home, Saburo was not weathering the increasing desperation of his situation well. "I have to get to them before they leave Japan!" he fumed. "...
Cindy aroused me, that first day, when Nancy brought her new friend by the house. There is something seductive in that woman's eyes, a sultriness that tempted me the moment I saw her. I remember, I was sitting at my desk, pouring over some equations when my wife knocked on the study door and asked me if I knew where the spade was. I didn't even know we had o...