A story of what might have been a dream. Names have been changed. *** One evening I was looking through profiles on a BDSM website and came across one for a local Mistress, she was developing a new dungeon and she was asking for suitable subs for her to try it out on. Someone to test the new equipment and layout on. I read the ad over and over again, this...
Chairman Erik Gruber closed the videoconference and made a few calls. Twenty minutes later, he had the jet being spun up, a flight plan filed, and a squad of four Council enforcers meeting him at the plane. He sat back in his chair, thinking of what he would say before he opened the contacts list on his phone. He used to know the phone numbers of the twelve...
Disclaimer: All characters are 18 years of age or older while actively engaging in sexual activity. This story is a prequel/sequel (sprequel?) to my other work, Alex & Alexa. As always, many thanks and gratuitous panty shots from Freja and Jeanie to my long-suffering editor and beta-reader for their assistance in polishing up and improving this work. Rev...
Chapter 5 April came to, slowly. She didn't so much wake up and just become aware. First of the pain in her joints, symptomatic of either drugging or being stuck in the same position for too long, or possibly both. After opening her eyes and looking around, she decided both was probably more likely. She was tied to a steel chair, more ziplock's around her...
Ok, folks, as promised, here's the next part. I know, each part is taking a bit longer, but it's getting tougher to write, too.... I promise, though, there are still a fair few installments to go, and I'm starting to see how this will eventually end up. I hope you enjoy it, and look forward to any comments you may leave, good or bad. Oh, by the way.... as...
Outcast My mom bailed me from the county jail after my DUI arrest. I had only been inside for a few hours, but I'd never been more worried or bored in my life. When we got home, my rucksack was waiting by the door, all my worldly possessions were packed in it, my father picked it up, threw it at me, and invited me to leave his house. That sucked. I w...
Sorry this last chapter has been so long in coming. Keeping the family business going in Mr. Obama's economy has not been easy. * Monday morning after the infamous Halloween party, Brian Cunningham left his last class of the morning and headed toward the frat house for lunch. Walking across the quad, he heard a mature female voice from behind. Turning towa...
"How on earth did you break your bed, sis? It looks like a warzone in there!" exclaimed Alana. "I knew you've been seeing someone!" "Honestly, I haven't! It was just old and poorly put together, it was bound to happen," insisted Erica as she sipped at her cup of black coffee at her kitchen table. In her mind Erica had a flashback to her orgasmically charge...
I had said my goodbyes back at the hacienda, so when I got to the plane there wasn't much to do except greet Al at the door. I didn't have much, just a small bag with a change of clothes and some toiletries, mainly because I didn't HAVE much. When the Pack left my house suddenly, my clothes and possessions were all left behind. I literally could carry all my...
I moved to Los Angeles from New York about eight years ago, right after my divorce. The marriage didn't last long and ended bitterly. I now live a block from the beach in Santa Monica in a fairly exclusive high-rise apartment building. I quit my job as a graphic artist with a top advertising firm in NY, when I moved and started my own business here. I have a...