After our initial encounter Chris and I began to date pretty steadily. She was in her mid twenties and her shoulder length auburn hair and sparkling blue eyes were a constant pleasure. Chris had a slim build except for her "C" cup breasts with their puffy, pink aureole. Chris was in the process of divorcing her musician husband who had virtually ignored his...
Don closed his motel room behind him, threw his car keys onto the bed and slumped onto the room's saggy couch. He was exhausted. It was the end of another frustrating day. He walked into the bathroom and ran water into a glass. He drank it down in two gulps and looked at himself in the mirror. He shook his head and poured another glass which he took into the...
I will tell you now how I was raped, and met my captor. I awoke in darkness. From the smell of donkey, and the jolting motion, I realized immediately that I was in a covered cart. My hands and feet were bound, and I had been gagged. My forehead didn't hurt where it had been struck, though I felt a bump there. I was unafraid. On the contrary I felt a strang...
I lay back down on my bed, kicked off my shoes and shorts and cuddled under the blankets. My alarm clock beside me read: 9:34 p.m. Well, it wasn't really bedtime, and I'd had that amazing nap earlier, but what else was there to do, alone in my room? I reached over to my alarm clock and pushed the radio button. At least I still had music. I scrolled through...
I did not know where he was taking me or what he was going to do with me when we got there. All I knew was that I was gagged, bound and in the back of a recklessly speeding carriage with no hope for escape. Perfect, I thought wearily, father would love this new calamity. He always said my disobedient and unladylike ways of handling myself would be my undoi...
One of the few people willing to have Vidar attend their balls was an old countess who was on remarkably good terms with Princess Arya. Vidar still told the women in his life that he would only sit in a corner and watch the festivities, wearing his plain and dark clothing that he had made all on his own. Muriel thought she might be able to lure him onto th...
Krissy sat slumped in the corner of the drafty unfinished and empty bedroom on the carpet of their almost finished house, her head resting against the wall. She languidly watched dust motes travel across the ray of sun that shone forth from the skylight in the ceiling above and sighed tiredly, still fatigued and sore from the sparring session with her husban...
Hello, lovelies! This is my first attempt at writing a series, though I'm not planning on it being too long. Maybe. I've got a few things already written but I'll be making it up as I go so there won't be any strict publishing schedule. >.< Notes: Italics are used for emphasis and things happening in someone's head. As the tags state, there are eleme...
This is a romantic crime thriller which contains some romantic sex, some non consensual sex, some male on male violence, and a lot of very interesting and interacting characters, with some twists and turns in the story. As with all my stories there is not always a nice tidy happy ending for everyone – life is just not like that. * Jerry picked up the rin...
The bionic stranger who had kidnapped her did not tire, which made sense, after all bionics had no lungs to struggle with the intake of air, no muscles to be overtaxed by constant motion. He had been running for over an hour now, maintaining an impossible speed, 25 miles per hour if she were to guess which meant they were far from any search the police might...