It was a winter day like any other. The weather was a bit bleak and wet and all around just miserable. The week had been good for Andrea as work was just the same as always and uneventful. She had much on her mind as she went through the motions getting her classes taught and responsibilities managed. All through the week however she had just the slightest h...
Do comply with the law. If your government, in its wisdom, prohibits you from reading this, then do not read it. My advice to you is that you should not read this. It contains graphic portrayals of bad things that people shouldn't do. (WS, Fdom Msub, and I just realized there's no sex) * It was just one of the succession of things my Mistress has trie...
When Jess walked out to the public pool that day, he saw that the neighbor girl was already there. She was wearing the same bikini she always wore, lying there on her stomach, poolside. She pretended not to notice him when he opened the squeaky iron gate of the enclosure. "What a little bitch!" he thought to himself. He found a lounge chair a few feet aw...
The seconds had turned into minutes, the minutes into hours, the hours into days, then weeks, and finally into a bone crunching, leaden two months. Or more precisely, 62 days, 4 hours and 24 minutes, but who's counting. Their time away from each other was brutal, not eased by the fact that they'd flirted by phone and email and text, exchanging sexy notes, se...
Author's note: Please don't get overly upset. This is fiction. If it's not for you that's fine, there's lots of other stuff out there you may prefer. Go have fun. And besides, there's very little here that hasn't already been done, by the patriarchy to women. If this story upsets you, then think about how it's been for women all these years. It's also enti...
I thought all my dreams had come true as my wife dragged me in to the strip club. We had been drinking a bit throughout the day, and she was certainly tipsy, but this was something out of the ordinary. The place was pretty packed, not surprising for a Saturday night. There were a few girls around apart from the dancers, but not many. Certainly there were no...
The glow of the alarm clock seemed to give the room an eerie presence. I tossed and turned all night staring at that clock. I knew that it was ticking away the seconds, minutes, and hours until the end of one chapter of my life and the beginning of another. There it sat changing every minute, getting closer and closer to the time when I would have to leave t...
This is a shorty, only 3.6 kilowords, or should that be killerwords? Although it has a similar title to another of mine, it's completely different. No sex, sorry. Even though it is set in a courtroom, it does contain some justice. Yes, I know, far-fetched. To give credit where credit is due, the inspiration for this one came to me as I was reading CaseyEdw...
"Fear and Aggression" Entertainment After listening to Ray's stories the first night of our weekend stay, a thought came to me. "You have to check this out," I said. It was a book, actually several, by a Russian author who wrote oral histories, accounts of recent events in her country told not in her words but those of men and women who had lived throug...
Please Note: Despite being set at a sexy event, this doesn't contain any overt, sexual acts. True to form, Allison strolled in 45 minutes before we needed to leave, carrying a black garment bag. She startled me when she charged past the office on her to my bedroom. Without waiting for a greeting, she shuffled past the door, and said, "I found the perfect dr...