When the phone woke Sara at 7:08 am on a Saturday morning, she had no idea that one of the most difficult days of her life was about to begin. She didn't even bother checking the caller ID when she answered. "This is important I hope," she said to whoever was calling. "Is this Detective Delaney?" a man with a thick British accent asked. "Speaking." "Yo...
My mistress came out of the room around 2:30 AM. I was laying down on the floor and was numb as my wrists and feet suffered improper blood circulation due to the tight bondage. She bent down and caressed me. "I am sorry dear. I was frustrated that I had to work with these morons," she said in a pleasing tone. She released the leash and patted on my cheeks....
I live on a secluded ranch in a heavily-wooded area of western Washington. Actually, the ranch is more of a rambling estate than a typical western spread. The main residence is gated and awash in security cameras and sensors. You see, I am a very wealthy middle-aged man with a lot of free time on my hands. And, as fate would have it, I have a strong penchant...
Party time... "There's an 'entrance fee,' for a party...how much?" asked Jennifer to her husband Alex... The thought of a saucy night of fun and games with absolutely no strings attached was a devilishly attractive proposition to Jennifer. She loved flirting and teasing, she was crazy about her husband Alex but she really enjoyed the feeling of being attra...
I want to thank all those who sent private and public comments about chapter 1. This was going to be a fairly straight forward story, but I loved some of the suggested directions for the story and changed course. As a result this chapter had to be rewritten and took a little longer than I thought. Sorry about that, but I hope you enjoy the results. As alway...
"I date and fuck who I want, tradition be damned," said Simran Kaur, and the five-foot-ten, curvaceous young Sikh Indian woman began browsing online profiles. Sitting in her apartment in Vanier, Simran looked for something to spice up her dreary existence. After all, Simran is in college and what better time for a young woman to explore life, adventure and o...
Author's note: Here is the 3rd chapters of The sun I can't see. It is a bit different than the first two chapters but I hope you'll like it. I recommend that you read the last few lines of chapter 2 just to put yourself back in context. Enjoy your read. ----- Chapter 3 - Sunset ----- "Kill me!" "No... I won't kill you. Come on. Stop acting like a baby."...
**DISCLAIMER** PLEASE DO NOT GET OFFENDED BY THE TITLE! I am black, but I am also American Indian of the Blackfoot and Creek tribes. Also, the characters in the story are over 18. I didn't specify their ages in the story, so I just wanted to make that clear. This one is the last of the series, and because of that, I decided to add another impromptu love scen...
The story of how I built my harem of lawyers. Seven years ago... The collaring of Diana. I was stunned. Diana, the beautiful Latina who was my submissive during her last year of undergrad studies was standing in front of me and Katherine, my collared slave. While we talked on Facetime and texted somewhat regularly, this was my first time seeing Diana in per...
I had gone to bed a little groggy the night before, assisted by some Jim Beam and sheer fatigue, as I had worked one hell of a day at Winthrop and Associates, a top-notch advertising firm, before I got home for a Valentine's Day date with Shelly, my wife of just one year. The date had gone well, partly due to Shelly's giving nature, where she had actually co...