This short vignette was written back in 2006, a piece of speculative fantasy fiction based around the potential that Directed Erotic Visualisation© could have. Until now it has never before appeared in a public forum, only on my personal website. It was pure self indulgent, wish fulfilment writing. A great deal has happened between then and now, but I have...
"I'm sorry - I'm not sure you would be interested in what I like very much." Ronin smiled at her and let out a sigh. "As truly gorgeous as you are, we probably shouldn't try to cross that bridge." The fiery redhead shrugged and flashed a brilliant smile. She was a bit taller than his five foot seven while wearing her heeled boots, and her breasts were promi...
The next morning, when she woke up, she felt her mistake. At some point in the night she must have moved out of the position, but her hips were stiff and sore like she had worked out hard while trucks took turns smacking her around. She could barely walk at first, practically stumbling when she got out of bed. Her left hip was making a grinding and popping s...
Sylvie watched as the girls dragged themselves half-heartedly around the field. It was Thursday afternoon, last lesson of the day and even she was struggling to summon any enthusiasm for hockey. She shivered a little as she tried to keep warm, waiting for the girls to complete their circuit. "Come on, girls. Warm up properly, you don't want to pull any musc...
Odette, true to her word, called the representatives from the Nuszsaeker organization that very day and set up after-hours appointments for herself and the two other girls in their suite in the Hotel Vicennes. She wanted to audition and also to pitch Quinlan's proposal before the crew flew back to Los Angeles, on the weekend. These guys couldn't have been...
Okay folks, if you like my work, you can send me fan mail at the address in my profile. If you don't, just email Bill Gates, I'm sure he won't mind a little extra hate mail. :) Really, either way, send me some feedback so I know what you think of my odd little 2AM writing blitz. * * * * * Claire lay sleeping on the coverlet, covered in sweat, her flame-...
A month ago, for our 22nd anniversary, my husband booked a massage for me. I had never had one, but had heard from my girlfriends how soothing, relaxing and calming they could be. Thus, I was looking forward to the experience, hoping it would be everything I had heard. As much as I was looking forward to the pampering, I was apprehensive about the procedure...
Autom's eyes open early in the morning; she yawned, swung her legs over the edge of the bed, and sat upright. Her toes dangling inches from the floor due to the height of the bed frame. Autom yawned again slowly coming to life before she dropped to the ground, stretching languidly as she stood. She puttered around for a bit doing her usual morning routine, e...
A plastic sheet was spread on the floor and over the rug. Chains hung from all four hooks in the beam. Master was comfortable, and at the computer. I went to the bathroom and prepared myself for Him, then went into the living room. Silently I waited for His instructions. "Sit down under the chains" I did as I was told. Without another word He began His w...
Mary slowly stretched out under the duvet, taking a few moments to appreciate the snug warmth, before she had to get up. As she lay there, she couldn't help but smile, because today was a very special day, a very special day indeed. For today it was her birthday, and her Mom had promised her that now she was almost a woman it was time for a whole new wardrob...