Late January, 2020. During Kiernan's last appearance at the Lodge, at the Christmas party, she had indicated she wanted to come by herself next time. Her reasoning for this was that she wanted to do a lot of things, by herself, and implied that privacy was a necessity to do them. This was intriguing for a couple reasons, namely that Kiernan always came up h...
Justine: FIRST BONDAGE * ONE Justine paused at the door of the shingled Berkeley house--built in the twenties, probably; mature pine trees, slightly unkempt landscaping like all the others on this residential block--ordinary, charmingly seedy. So why was she standing here, sweating slightly, so reluctant to ring the doorbell? Twenty nine, an associate pro...
This story was written as a gift for a friend, and is used by permission. At the time of this story, Penny & other characters are all 19 or older. It was two am, and the rain was pelting down. It was, in fact, a dark and stormy night, though the sodden figure on the side of the I-5 wouldn't have cared one way or the other about the cliché. There was littl...
"Remove your pantalettes and lay back on the bed," he instructed, my horror rising. "And when you have done so, part your thighs so that I may be certain of your virtue." Had not the clergyman been waiting downstairs, I would have escaped once more to the wharf and fled, posthaste, back to my beloved New England. But there I was, and there I would stay. Sha...
Authors note: I strongly urge you to read the preceding chapters. With the context they provide, this chapter and those that follow will be much more enjoyable for you. Without knowing the characters and from whence they sprang the story may not make much sense. Many of the chapters contain highly erotic scenes of adults having intimate sexual relations. If...
Copyright Otto26 With grateful thanks to my editor, snooper. * Only one shot was fired and the attack was over in less than five minutes, but it was the most violent event she had ever witnessed. Young Henri, the boy soldier assigned by the Ministry to accompany her, was the victim of the single shot. It splattered blood and brain matter all over her, stu...
This story contains adult material and is only suitable for people over the age of 18. This is in no way connected with the subject. Don't use this without my permission. Now, on with the story! * The cold, crisp winter air was broken by, among other things, the dull clump of Dannii's boots as she strode confidently along the frigid pavement. The weak Nov...
A tale of Southern charm, lust, love, sorrow, and a little bit of magic. Chapter One: The Scent of Magnolias It happens every Spring, or when I close my eyes and feather dust the pale yellow dry perfume oil lightly all over my body. The magnolias, sweet magnolias, are blooming…and I can scarce draw a breath with the thoughts the sweet odor evokes in...
I like hardboiled film noir, especially Raymond Chandler. Noir means "dark "and this piece is certainly that. I am exploring why people do self-destructive things. None of the characters are angels. But no one is completely evil either; with one glaring exception – Thanks for reading me – DT ***** I was at a two-top in Sheffield's. They were sitting in the...
Note: The following is a work of fantasy and is not intended to be scientifically or medically accurate. Many of the following scenes are not practical, safe, or even possible to replicate. Open your mind, suspend disbelief, and enjoy. 1: The Invitation We first met working in the library at the tiny university we both attended. On a typical shift I'd be s...