'You see, my pretty little one, we have our ways of teaching you the discipline that you master has, regrettably only begun to instill in you.' Maria knelt, knees apart, hands on her thighs. After Pulcinello had returned to her last night, she had been freed of her bonds and her mask, and allowed to bathe and eat. She had been collared and given a hooded ro...
The title of this article should more properly read: Cruz Cruise Cruz. That's because it's about a Cruise sandwich. Here's how to make one: put a tender Penelope on the bottom, her scrumptious sister Persephone on top and some hot Tom in the middle – simple and delicious. There have been other Cruise sandwiches in the past but this one wasn't Tom's idea....
Introduction: This is the actual story of how I lost my virginity. Despite the alcohol, my recollection is exceptionally clear, as it always has been after I drink. By and large, the dialog is actually what was said. The story is a bit long, so I've broke it into four parts. Part 1 is an overview and our meeting, 2 further discusses our drunken courtship, 3...
"All governments are liars and murderers." ― Bill Hicks Wish I could attest ― akin to a satisfying shit ― I'm euphoric with the way things came out. However, following five cancellations and a time change, the situation went more awry than a KKK parade through South Central Los Angeles. The scenario was a pair of beautiful testicles; i.e. pretty nuts! I...
Some hints and helps toward writing fiction effortlessly. * Many folks like to write fiction and some are very good at it. For a few, it comes naturally while others have to work, with varying degrees of difficulty, to get a plausible story down on paper. Many do well at humor because they are usually upbeat, happy and generally funny themselves. I have st...
If the stocks hadn't been holding Raven's head and arms in place she would have fallen to the ground. She was bruised and bloody and breathing hurt almost as much as standing. Raven didn't know where she ended and where Horatio Baccus's submissive victim began but she knew the latter was nothing she had ever imagined becoming but could not imagine going back...
As we walked toward her parents home I knew the situation was would not be good. I had agreed to have lunch at the home of my girlfriend's parents knowing that I would be on trial most of the afternoon. As soon as we entered, her father introduced himself and grabbed Tina to go with him to the mall. I would be alone with her mother (Mrs. Grant) and grandmoth...
When my now husband mentioned marriage, I doubt he thought it would lead to a three day inquisition. As a single mother with two failed relationships, I wanted to discuss in depth some obstacles from the past; among them was sex. Admittedly, I have an unusually high sex drive. By the end of my fourteen year marriage, sex had become contentious rather than en...
Father Ben paced nervously in his quarters late on a Thursday evening, a glass of brandy beside his favorite chair, and a half smoked cigar emitting a last futile plumelet of smoke in his ashtray. He was in his pajamas, bathrobe, and slippers; his mind lost in thought. Sister Holly sat nearby in a plain white dressing gown, her bare legs crossed and her toes...
four- the past Our conversations became more and more frequent. Gradually, there came a time when i felt unfulfilled going to bed at night, unless i had heard His voice. He told me stories which fascinated me endlessly, stories of dominance and submission, Masters and slaves. Bedtime tales that sent me into sleep fantasizing myself into the seduction of ea...