The Sacred band This is the fourth chapter of a long story about a vicious and remorseless criminal and a group of people with unusual lifestyles who attempt to combat him. It is written in two ways. Sections which tell the personal lives of the participants are told in the form of memoirs. These are headed with personal names e.g. Philip and Denise, Ivy an...
William was tired of it all. He felt trapped going from table to table and talking to boring, uptight people who only wanted to speak with him since he was a prince. Pretty rich girls dressed in beautiful designer dresses gathered around him giggling and batting their eyelashes trying to catch his attention. It wasn't unusual for him to be around classy rich...
The call came just as she pulled the car door shut and was ready to draw the seatbelt across her lap. Marissa tapped her earpiece to answer, frustrated that she'd now likely get caught in the surge of morning traffic that seemed to emerge from nowhere at the stroke of eight. "Miss Logan, this is Michelle from Quantified Statistical Analysis Incorporated," s...
My cock throbbed against the sole of her foot, held tightly to the skin by the elastic of her stirrup pants. The cum I'd just spent oozed between her toes, dripping on her pussy, splayed and sodden from the fucking she'd just had, and as I knelt down to lick the droplets off her pubes before cleaning her foot I pondered just how I'd gotten here. Just eight h...
If he did say so himself, John Palmer was devilishly clever to be going to the big Halloween party as, you guessed it, John Palmer, Esq. of Rose Hall fame. He decked himself out as the mythically wealthy plantation owner of the nineteenth century and walked from his hotel room at the Ritz-Carlton across the street, passed a large bonfire, to the old Georgia...
Copyright 2001 Del Edwards (a nom de plume) Marcy and Todd had begun to know each other because of their verbal sparing and flirting when he went in for his quarterly tooth scaling and dental checkup. She was a cute little cherub barely five feet tall behind the counter in the dentist's office scheduling appointments and collecting fees. She almost always h...
"Come in..." You hear her voice call from inside. You aren't really comfortable just walking in her house, especially since you have never been there before, but she isn't answering the door and you really have no other choice. You walk into a small apartment. One thing you notice first is that all the walls are painted a deep chocolate brown. She had tol...
In the manner of Gregory Maguire, who provided us with a version of the childhood standard The Wizard of Oz through the eyes of the "wicked" witch, I have re-written my favorite BDSM story, Both Master and Slave, written by Martin Sharpe (published in 2001 by Silver Moon Books in Great Britain), from the point of view of the submissive, rather than the Maste...
If you are reading this, then this would be my first story, that got approved. I am obliged to thank Euphoria_ for all the time that she had spent in editing this. Arun was your typical Indian geek: that slightly shy guy you see in any normal TV series. As he walked along the pavement he looked up, glancing at the clock tower: 8:32 AM. He silently curse...
Author's note: This is chapter 2 of Sky and Dev's weekend adventures. Thanks to everyone for the comments, feedback and votes. Keep 'em comin'! There will be a chapter 3...just waiting for Sky to tell me what happens next.. --------------------------------- Dev sat on the balcony of his suite, the laptop on the table and a cup of coffee that had gone cold...