"Yup." Nerka peered down the underwater tunnel they had passed through. "Yeah, if I had to guess, I'd say he grabbed her back at the fork." "Larya." Snatch rubbed his eyes, his jaw clenched hard enough to crack macadamias. "Goddammit. Can't we have one mission where she doesn't run off to fuck something?" "I'm sure it's not her fault." Nerka rubbed her arm...
For Annabel had told the three people that had been inside the room with her and the local Hypnotist for St James Sanitarium, that her twin sister had been having these dreams all her life. Well for as long as Annabel had been able to remember. The dream hardly ever changed. It just seemed that what ever had been getting closer to her sister, had finally got...
SOMETIMES A MAN HAS TO DO WHAT A MAN HAS TO DO Dear readers. The last story I published had the cheaters suffering fairly badly. One commenter hoped I'd got the angst out of my system. After reading this one, you should have the answer to that. In case you haven't twigged yet, the readers of the LW section of this website include hard core BTBs, satisfie...
Chapter 4 -- Dinner with Billy We took a few days off after a rather crazy weekend. We cuddled a lot, but didn't feel much like sex. We started to talk about the upcoming dinner with Billy and we both knew that Billy would be expecting something outrageous. And if he didn't get outrageous, he would create outrageous, so I had learned that it was better to b...
In Shadowed Silence: Chapter 1 Two bodies writhed intertwined on satin sheets, the soft glow of candles setting their skin aglow. Soft, passionate sounds filled the large bedchamber. The man was pale, a bit soft-looking of body and perhaps a bit past his prime. The woman, by contrast, was fit, lithe and young, with the swarthy skin of the seafaring people o...
At the end of chapter 1, I confessed I was divided in mind about how the tale should end, and asked for comments. Quite a few suggested I leave it as it was, finished in one episode, and I admit to being tempted. But the implication that there would be an ending seemed an obligation. Some said, "take your time," others said, "don't make us wait." The theme s...
The date-rape drugs described here—GHB, MDMA and Meth—are real, just, to my knowledge, never compounded for effects quite like those described. The carrier DMSO acts exactly as described and has been used as a substance-drug carrier across the skin for years. I have personal experience with the hypnotic state described here - In the hands of an unethical a...
I don't think we liked each other at first. Even though I thought Beth was pretty, I assumed she was a dumb Midwestern redneck and she thought I was some Uncle Tom because of my white dinner jacket and my smooth demeanor. The first time I saw Beth she was working as a waitress in the Denver bar where I played piano on the weekend. She was from Iowa and you...
Disclaimer: All individuals in this story are eighteen or older. This is intended as a work of fiction. The author does not condone sexual acts with non-consenting participants. Please enjoy. Constructive feedback is appreciated. ***** Lily was annoyed when she stepped through the front door. As much as she enjoyed hanging out with her girlfriends, the con...
The twin hassocks in our living room were padded black leather cubes. They'd been pushed together in front of the sofa. Two chairs, matching the sofa, were placed together at its end, making the seating arrangement into an L-shaped amphitheatre, with the hassocks as the stage. The hassocks sat on a black rug; the sofa and chairs were draped in black as well....