"Aw, Shit" thought Starr as she looked down on her man. Bobby was a young, tall, caramel colored steelworker with a face as handsome as a movie star's. Tonight, though, was drunk and had passed out on their California king sized bed. His drool dripped upon the pillow. His dick hung limply as a soggy dishrag. The TV across the room was still playing the fourt...
Note: This is a work of Fiction. Although the areas this story takes place in are real; the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for you are NOT REAL. As you read this story, try to remember: THIS IS A NOVEL! 20. Prelude When Susan's cell phone rang, she recognized Sergeant's number im...
Prologue: My dear friends and readers, thank-you for your kind words and for remembering me after these past two years of silence. It was great hearing from you, and for as long as I can, I will do my utmost to do you and this story justice. As always, you are the folks that keep a smile on my face. Bob Misprint: Atwater Luck is 70.6 Light Years from Earth...
I would have liked to have announced that I had the strength of character and will to walk away from Mrs. Looper after visiting her that day, but what is trained into a young mind is often impossible to change. I had to face this reality that day when I returned to her. I needed that red ball in my mouth. I needed to throw my arms back and watch her de-pant...
Note: This is a work of fiction! Although the areas this story takes place in are real; all of the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for you are NOT REAL. As you read this story try to remember: THIS IS A NOVEL! 118. A Shot In The Dark The operating room was massive. The walls were...
Note: This is a work of Fiction. Although the areas this story takes place in are real; the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading are NOT REAL. As you read this story, try to remember: "THIS IS A NOVEL." The author retains all rights to this story. * 13. Hidden and Found What are the c...
Sorry it's been a while. I moved the story to BDSM, as she is adjusting to being a slave and accepting her role as such. She isn't fighting back right now, but still being used. Sex and training continue :) Enjoy --------------------------------------------- The next morning she awoke to the smells of breakfast. Her stomach grumbled for food as she stretch...
The darkness had fallen, descending on my favorite place in the world, Mercy Mental Hospital. Where the orderlies specialized in pain and pleasure, so sweet, that it would make women want to say they were crazy merely to enter. My name is Monica Gerald, the widowed wife of, Dr. Henry Gerald. It is sad to report, that after my illness, he died tied to a tree,...
I had just finished my freshman year of college, having somehow existed through months of frustration. My grades were excellent but my sex life was a failure. With hormones pumping throughout my body at breakneck speed, and a goodly amount of attractive girls running around campus suffering with the same condition, one would have thought that I would have co...
Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. Those scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will tak...