(There are three points of view in this story. The characters are: The Woman, The Hunter and The Camper.) THE WOMAN She struggled to catch her breath, wanting nothing more than to stop, stop just for a moment. Her legs ached, her lungs burned. She felt that she must have been running for hours and hours. Her children couldn't go much further. Maybe they co...
Chapter 1: The Kidnapping Master is away. He has been for almost a month and won't be for another month or so. I am so bored sitting home alone, all the tasks he gave me already done. He did say I could go out, so why not? So I started to get dressed one Friday and went out to a cool club. I was wearing my black leather corsage that lifts my 38C's up quite...
Author's Note: This is the second in a series of stories I wrote for a friend of mine on request. She's a fair bit kinkier than myself, and as such, they're harsher than some of my other stories. I hope you enjoy them. * She stood, wrists shackled to the wall above her head. Blindfolded and head slightly hung, she smiled slightly as she felt the cum dryin...
The girls arrived for breakfast together. "Fuck me with your mouth, don't stoooop," Brielle said, in a credible imitation of Georgina, while Lola moaned and screamed. The girls all laughed and touched. The touch robbed the words of malice. Reggie explained about her nightmares and how they destroyed Georgina's sleep. Brielle hugged Reggie, "You will shar...
I pull over on the side of the road right in front of Your house. I don't know why I'm so nervous. Maybe it's because it's my birthday. Maybe it's because so much has grown between us. Maybe it's because You are going to let me have my way. Not full control, but enough control for me to play. To let a side of me out for my birthday. A side of myself that I h...
It was a hot and sticky night, she was overheated and slick with water. Anna had just gotten out of the shower after a wild afternoon playing in the garden. As bead of water from her long wet hair slowly caressed the soft curve of her breast, she shivered with anticipation... Her Master was coming over tonight. Pacing the house after washing off the sweaty d...
The excitement of you coming home has already faded. You feel like you're finally fitting into the groove of life with wife and kids. Except of course this morning your wife was bitching to you about something or other. You don't even remember what it was about and you're sure it really wasn't that important but, of course she over reacted as if it was the m...
I have a story to tell that is strange but true. It happened a couple of years ago, but the mystery still remains. At the time, I was attending a small private college in the Northeast. I met the most fantastic girl in the first week of my junior year. She was tall and slim with dancing blue eyes. She had shoulder length blonde hair, long beautiful legs, an...
Eva gasped in fear as Sir Randy pressed the edge of his razor to her throat. She looked directly into his eyes as she hung by her arms from the rafters over the middle of the auction area. She held her breath as he pushed the sharp metal edge a little more firmly against the soft skin of her neck. She was afraid if she moved at all she would cause her own...
I know what you're thinking - a carpenter's best friend is his hammer. Well, yes and no. I have a lot of hammers for a lot of different jobs. Some are for framing, some are for roofing, some are for trim work, some are swung by arm, some are powered by compressed air, some are powered by batteries, and on and on. I have a bunch of saws, too: cross cut, rippi...